Rosemary
The potion was finally ready, and there was a full moon tonight, but I couldn’t keep anything down. Amber’s herbs, meant to help me relax, feel utterly useless as I threw up for the third time this morning. I didn’t realize my nerves could hit me this hard. I was trembling, not just from the nausea, but from the fear of what was coming.
Today, Nathaniel and Dylan were returning from Russia, and I knew Grace was just as on edge as I was - though for different reasons. She hadn’t seen Dylan in almost three months, and lately, she had been more flustered than usual, making jokes about being hornier than a teenage boy discovering his sexuality. I couldn’t help but laugh at her bluntness, but there was a part of me that was afraid they wouldn’t make it back in time for my shift tonig
