***Callie's POV***
Today's the day!
Ow! Why is my inner voice so cheery? What the hell happened last night, and how am I back in my own bed? I sit up and see Sam coming toward me, holding a glass bottle with a green liquid inside with tiny bits of something floating around inside that does not look appealing.
"Lewis made you this potion, figuring you'd be just as hungover as Claire and Myra," Sam says, handing me the bottle.
"I'm not sure..." I begin to say until I move to stand, which causes a wave of pain to tear through my head, "I'll take it."
I reach out to grab the potion when I notice a golden band around my wrist. The memory of Myra giving us these flashes through my mind, leaving me with a smile. I drink the solution, nearly throwing it up. Still, after it went down, I imm
