I didn’t count the minutes, but it was a while before I could get a hold of myself and stop the tears from rolling. Caroline may never be allowed by the witches to use her powers again, and I couldn’t imagine myself remaining sane if I had been in her position. But here I was.
It hadn’t been a year since I got my magic, but already, it felt like a deep part of me that I couldn’t do without. I had struggled but eventually mastered it, at least to the best I could. It scared me at first, knowing I had something so intense within me, but eventually, I accepted that part of me. It protected me even when I didn’t know how to control it.
Knowing that part of me was possibly gone forever left me feeling lost, empty, and slightly guilty because I had wished for this. My powers had shielded me fr
