-Miriam-
"Don't forget to check in the mirrors," my mother asked me before putting her gray shawl over her shoulders. She is getting thinner by the day… "It makes me anxious, not knowing what is happening to Blanche."
“Me too,” I said. “But it’s your fault, mom!" I looked straight into the witch's eyes. “They must have covered the mirrors with black sheets or changed the mirrors. After that trick, you played on them, and what for? We can’t use the freaking necklace. Mina is still a cat, and you are wasting yourself away,” by keeping a demon away from us, hiding, changing locations of our hideout every week.
My mother huffed.
"It's fine. Just a setback, but I will fix it. Don't worry too much, child."
She came to hug me and kissed my forehead. "My sweet angel, I will be back soon."
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