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... touched the pale, still skin of her daughter, Anaya, her hand trembling uncontrollably. Since the morning, she had been trying relentlessly to revive her. Indulging in the forbidden dark magic was strictly not allowed by the coven’s laws, but Ophelia didn’t hesitate for a moment. Anaya was the only one in this world whom she loved more than her own life.
"How am I going to live without you, my beautiful daughter?" Ophelia murmured. Her eyes dropped to the wound on Anaya’s chest where the ...
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