*Mila*

Soren’s accusation rang in my head like a gong.

He took a few steps toward me, arms outstretched like he was going to hug me.

“No!” I snapped. I pushed him away and ran around the bed so he couldn’t get close to me again.

My mind raced with thoughts and images from my childhood. I grabbed the sides of my head and shook my head slowly.

“No. I’m not a witch, okay? I’m not,” I insisted, my voice ...