My blood was boiling in every bulged vein in my body when I searched every possible angle she might be. I didn't care for Magnolia's confused countenance as she followed me everywhere I went; I just needed to see the witch who gave birth to my evil father.
"What are you looking for?" Magnolia asked as I lurched in the dining room direction.
Laughing frustratedly, I stopped in my track and faced her in the massive hall adorned with antiques and artifacts.
I then acknowledged Magnolia was only wearing my shirt, and thanks to the length, it covered her at least.
"You wouldn't understand." I smile painfully, pulling my hair as though to rip it off from my scalp if it would stop the hurting.
I don't get it. I don't understand how someone my blood would always be against me.
"How?" Ma
