*Laura’s POV*
“Ye-s-s.” I stuttered as I stared at her with wide eyes.
“Don’t worry, I’m a witch, not a ghost.” She laughed as she walked towards the bed, sitting down with her legs crossed. I watched her before she rolled her eyes. “I don’t have all day, you know?” She hissed.
“Oh, right.” I muttered. “Anne.” f**k, I didn’t catch her last name. “Well, Anne asked me to summon you about a poison that she had requested previously?” I told her but it sounded more like a question than a statement.
“Anne. That crazy bītch.” The witch smiled evilly. “Then they say that the evil ones are witches.”
She reached for her pocket, pulling out a clear vile with light blue liquid inside. She held her hand up as she tried to hand it to me.
I walked closer, grabbing it and placing it in my pocke
