Allie’s POV.
"Anyone who gets along with Allie will experience bad things, she's cursed!" Carly declared, her voice a stinging arrow aimed at my heart.
I staggered, my breath catching in my throat as the crowd's whispers began to rise like the tide.
Someone pointed at me and Carly followed the person's hand which landed on me and she raised her head up. Carly's glare fixed on me, her eyes blazing like embers in the night, her words tinged with venom.
"Here comes the witch Allie," she seethed, her voice harsh and cold. "You now know why my parents sold her; she's nothing but bad luck."
I searched the crowd, my gaze landing on my parents, their faces contorted with shame.
"Mama," I pleaded, my voice cracking as I called out to her. But my mother averted her gaze, the sound of her silen
