KAYLA ROCHELLE
It had been weeks of hard training and recuperating from my 'death'. I didn’t expect the turnout as I had already made up my mind and made peace with the fact that I was dead for something didn’t do.
“You have been doing well for yourself, I don’t know why you are so stressed, there is nothing you haven’t gone through, you are a strong woman Kayla and at your age, I was busy begging my mom to teach me magic, you are on the right track my dear.” Ragnar who had since been taking care of me said as she walked up to me.
I was standing in the backyard of her house, just enjoying the evening view, it had been three months of getting better under her care and she had been amazing to me, treating me like her own daughter and making sure I was comfortable.
“I know Ragnar, I was
