She was attractive, and looked no older than 30, which Melanie knew was an illusion. Sybl had taken great care to appear as youthful as ever thanks to all the potions and magic she used on herself.
"So you finally found the courage to face me Sybl," Melanie said in a steely voice, looking Sybl straight in the eye.
“Who?” Brad asked, disbelief written across his face. He looked between Melanie and the dark witch. The resemblance between the two was uncanny. Melanie might have tan skin like her father, but if she dyed her hair red, she'd look exactly like the lady in front of them.
“Melanie,” Sybl said in a sickly sweet voice. “Dear child, is that any way to greet your mother?”
“Mother?!” Brad exclaimed, completely aghast. His face went as white as a sheet and he suddenly felt off-ki
