Epilogue
I was glumly staring at the board. All that effort, all those nights practicing magic, all the afternoons reading book after book, studying, memorizing, making notes, until my mind could take no more, and for what? I wasn't the worst in every subject, and I passed all of them, but, overall… The results were pitiful.
I suddenly felt a couple of hands of my waist, hugging me from the back, my head rested on somebody's shoulder, as his mouth leaned on my ear.
"You lost the bet, Amy," Marty said. "What were you supposed to do if you lost?"
"Nothing," I said, freeing myself from his hug and turning to face him. "Since it wasn't a bet. It was a one-sided promise. You didn't agree to anything, and I didn't agree on anything. I merely asked what you would do if I were better than you.
