Nadia
Before making my final decision with Dalila, I gave myself one last attempt.
I drank star anise tea.
In the grimoire, it was said to sharpen intuition, thin the veil between worlds, and awaken the third eye. Acting as an aid to receive answers from the other side.
So I laid my head on the pillow, on my back with my hands clasped over my chest, and asked my ancestors:
"Show me what really happened to my grandmother."
However, when sleep came, the witches remained silent. No answer came.
And my thoughts wandered far away from that question.
It all began with a spark of desire.
Fragments of a past night, fueled by a mutual mistake.
An almost bite, an almost kiss.
In my dream, the night of the possession never ended. And I imagined what would have happened if Viktor had contin
