Liza’s POV
“Elizabeth Vandor.” That was what she had called me.
She had disappeared faster than she had appeared, finally giving me space to breathe fully, the two women who were with me still stood still, their eyes glowing a new shade of white and then finally back to their original colors.
“Who are you all? Why did your eyes glow white, how did she control me that way?” I asked even though I knew what they were. I need confirmation. My brain still couldn’t accept the fact that I was in the midst of witches.
I had a daughter with witches?? Does this mean I have a wizard husband?!
My mind raced with new found questions, still anticipa an answer from the two people who were standing there, their eyes moving from mine to theirs as they seemed to communicate with one another through
