I was lifted off the ground, sped into her loft, and crashed against the wall, pinned inches off the ground. I clawed at my throat.

Ro pulled on Raquel's arm. "It's Nava. Put her down and we'll explain."

Raquel pushed him back with invisible magic.

Rohan threw his hands up in surrender and she dropped me.

I straightened my clothes. "I'm getting a shirt that says 'I'm not her.'"

The studio was crowded with witches of all ages and ethnicities. ...