Anna’s POV
As I stand in the bathroom, brushing my teeth, I feel something is off. As I wash out my mouth, it hits me. Amelia’s magic cries out for help. Closing my eyes, I search for her, finding her in her room with Trey’s hands around her throat. Rushing to my daughter, power surges through my veins, sparks flying from my fingertips. Throwing the door to Amelia’s room open, I chant a spell and cast my magic towards Trey. Trey is knocked backward and gasps for air. I move towards him, my eyes glowing with power as I command that he leave and not return. As he scampers away, I rush towards Amelia, checking on her. Her pulse is strong, and I can tell she will be fine. Picking her up, I place her in bed and change her clothes into pajamas. Kissing her forehead, I quietly leave the room.
