Torn Between Souls

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Wanda! Oven!" Roy called from inside.

Wanda laughed and stood up from the couch, "I'll be right back. If I don't go help, the house will burn down."

I rolled my eyes and smiled. The last few days here at the farmhouse had been wonderful. Matteo was constantly hidden upstairs in the study, making phone calls, drawing up agreements, and making plans. He wasn't purposely leaving me out of them, sometimes, he even offered for me to join, but my hours with Wanda and Roy were numbered. Roy had taken a whole day off yesterday, and all three of us had spent the whole day watching the movies. Cleo had even come and joined in with us. Wanda and I had spent several hours in the basement studio painting the day before, and that's when I realized I was even worse at art than magic