AMELIA
As soon as Miranda handed me the small vial, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. The glowing liquid inside held the power to change everything. But before leaving, I needed to know how to use it. I turned to the witch, feeling the weight of the moment heavy on my chest.
“How exactly do I use this?” I asked, holding the vial up to eye level. “And why do you already have a potion like this ready? It seems... you already know what I want from you.”
Miranda gave me an ugly smile, her yellowed teeth peeking out from behind her thin lips. Her eyes glinted with something sinister, and her voice was raspy but amused.
“You’d be surprised how many women come to me with problems like yours, my dear. Love is a powerful thing, and when it goes wrong, it can break even t
