Chapter 6 Run, Little Witch

Ysara POV

The number on my screen refused to change no matter how many times I blinked at it.

567 messages.

I sat frozen in my desk chair, with my Mexican takeout cooling beside me, and my churro untouched, which was a legit crime against humanity.

“Okay,” I whispered to myself. “Calm down. You’...

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