ELISA'S POV
I don't know how much time had passed or how long I'd been standing there. I kept staring at the cracked earth and the fallen tree, my mind still reeling from what had just happened. The man’s words rang over and over in my head: “You’re a witch.”
I rolled my eyes at his stupidity despite the situation. I wasn’t a witch. He was just so shaken up by what had happened he couldn't think clearly. If only he knew how ridiculous he sounded back there with that assumption.
But there was something else he said… something about a proposal. My stomach twisted in confusion. A proposal? For me? What could he possibly mean?
I shook my head and tried to clear my thoughts when I heard the soft sound of footsteps, rustling the leaves. I spun toward the noise, but the forest was empty.
“Ju
