Teresa

At this point, I was staring at Kaela as if she had grown another head. My own daughter was doing magic, right in front of me, in my study.

I had assumed everything magic had died with my grandparents.

I didn’t exactly hate it or reject it. I just didn’t expect that anyone in my family would want to be close to it after the ruin and pain it caused us.

Yet here was Kaela, falling in love with the exact thing.

And Flynn, amongst other people, stood proud of himself for ...