Chapter 48
Astrid We're sitting across from each other, wondering who will break the awkward silence first. She looks young- can't be any older than sixteen, I'm guessing. And I know for sure she's a witch. The magic radiates from her psyche. But she's definitely not from the Salem coven and that worries me. I need to find out more about this girl. She could be a spy from the dark covens. "What's your name?" With my question, she sinks deep into her chair and gulps. "Evelyn," she says, nervously twirling the end of her braid. "So, Evelyn, wanna tell me why you thought it was okay to sneak in Ms. Hattie's office and go through her things?" She stays quiet. I know whatever she's been trying to steal is behind the red door. That's why she keeps looking down at the keys in my han
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