*Ivy*

“What are you talking about?” Ivy questioned, looking hard at Circe. She felt now like she had more questions and even more concern for her friend. “Where is this coming from?”

Circe started to cry a bit harder, and Ivy pulled her over to a small bench on the side of the path.

“After we talked the first time, and I went to see her, to ask her to reverse the spell… she wasn’t happy. She refused and said one way ...