A snippet into the next chapter…..
The toast that Bonnie was about to bite into dropped on the floor, her eyes dilated and her voice took a brittle texture.
"The blood of the fair maiden shall be spilled.
Angel's spear her heart shall rip.
One awry choice will cost all three.
Beware Beautiful from the Witch's curse."
As the final word left Bonnie's lips she collapsed on the floor leaving behind the rest of the occupants to figure out the prophecy.
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