Chapter 14
“WHEN DO YOU THINK SHE’LL wake up?” Courtney asked from her seat at the kitchen table, as she chomped on her second bowl of cereal for lunch. My stomach rumbled, but I couldn’t bring myself to eat.
I glanced at the clock on the wall, arms crossed loosely over my chest. Yesterday, I’d noted what time Bella had gone down, knowing that twenty-four hours was the amount of time she’d said that we had slept for. As such, she was expected to be out for at least twenty-four hours, to ensure that she was well-rested and that the spell could take effect.
“In about half an hour, I’d say.” I sighed and glanced around the kitchen. “I wish I knew what to make for her to drink, like she made for us yesterday. That helped so much, with the headache. I know it’s chamomile, but I wonder if she
