“AND HOW THE f**k DO I BREAK IT?” I yell at the car speaker.
“Esme, calm down, I don't know, I don't know what happened and what he did, the only thing you can tell me is that her eyes were ice blue and that she is acting careless?”
I growl.
“YES AND I KNOW YOU WITCHES! I KNOW YOUR TELL! I KNOW SHE IS UNDER SOME SPELL AND YOU WILL BREAK IT”
I know I am being unfair yelling at her like this but as soon as I saw her eyes I remembered my time. When I was under a spell, I remember my nails went black. I did not tell anyone and I did not talk about it so on one paid any mind to it. However I noticed.
“If I don't know who or how they placed the spell I can't tell you how to get rid of it”
I drive to the side, I step out of the car and I kick the back door denting it of course and th
