Astor jerked his hands away from mine. He took a big step back, putting distance between us.
"I don't know what you are talking about, Faith," Astor said. His voice was flat again. He was trying to put the cold mask back on. He turned his face away, looking at the trees instead of me.
"Stop it," I demanded. I stepped into his line of sight. "Do not lie to me. Not here. Not now."
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. "There is no black magic around you," I told him. " I have been trying to convince myself that somebody did something to you but that's been you all along."
Astor ran a hand through his hair. He looked frustrated and the he finally looked at me. His eyes were not empty anymore.
"Faith," he said, his voice serious. "You should concentrate on winning back th
