The dark magic that had tormented Thomas vanished, leaving him worn out but thankful for his newfound freedom.
Lila, with tears in her own eyes, embraced him tightly. “It’s okay, Thomas. You’re safe now,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. She stroked his hair gently, providing the comfort he desperately needed.
Eliza fought back tears, deeply touched by the scene. She envied Lila’s proximity to him but couldn’t trust herself to be around him. Why do I long so much for him? Because of an imaginary bond made up by somebody who has nothing better to do in her life but mess with the lives of others? Eliza thought to herself.
Blinking back tears, she whispered to him, “We’ll give you your privacy.” Turning to her fellow witches, she gestured for them to follow her. But just be
