Ian's p.o.v

"Are you okay?" Amelia asked me softly.

"Yes, I am." I answered then rubbed my forehead gently with my fingers.

"To be honest, I feel anxious and impatient. It's been a day since Uncle called to report on the powerful witch that they found." I said honestly.

She smiled then moved and sat next to me on the bed.

"Everything will work out fine I believe." She whispered softly then brushed her hand through my hair.

I looked at her seriously then smiled.

"You ...