Irene's POV
Happy that I collected the perfumes from Lisa, she was the best at making perfumes that would take everyone off Ethan's scent.
"Hey how're you doing?" I chuckled as I opened the trunk, staring at Ethan's face filled with apples, staring at the apple baskets. He was almost done with the apples.
"You have to take me out of here or I'm releasing myself" I knew he was pissed being in here, I wish my mother wasn't here, I would have taken him inside the house. Lisa's not a snitch so she would have to keep it a secret.
"You would be dead before you even reach the borders" I uttered trying to distract him from thinking about getting chances of leaving.
"Yeah I guess, when do I leave this s**t hole, it's suffocating in here?" he stuttered having a look at the witches at the gates
