Caleb and I meet up at my apartment.
"Emma," Caleb begins, his voice cutting through the stillness like a knife. "I think you are in danger."
"It's not fair," I finally speak, frustration seeping into my tone. "I didn't do anything wrong and I definitely didn't ask for this stupid book." I can't help but wish my mom never gave me the book or told me to learn magic. I long to be a normal girl without all of these supernatural complications.
"Magic is a gift, Emma," Caleb says gently, trying to soothe my worries.
"Well, it feels more like a curse," I say bitterly, wincing at the thought of all the chaos and danger that has come with my newfound abilities.
Caleb's expression softens as he takes a step closer, his eyes filled with empathy. "I understand why you feel that way, Emma. But tr
