SUSANNAH.

TWENTY-EIGHT YEARS AGO.

Months later, Nathaniel was standing was standing right opposite me and I broke the idea to him. His jaw was agape but I could barely tell what he was thinking.

"It makes sense, doesn't it?" I questioned, eyes bright on the pinnacle of a solution but Nathaniel heaved a sigh. "It's way too risky, mum. You can't do that. You can't suppress your Witch side just like that" He said.

"You can, there's a reason the spell is in this book, a ...