| Chapter Nine |
"𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍, 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍." ― V. E. Schwab
Third Point of View
"Carter, how are you going to do the spell if you can't read it?" Damon asks, and Carters laughs dryly in response. " Now you want to be concerned about that?" She laughs but doesn't wait for him to reply as she bent down and placed her hand on the grimoire. Her grey eyes fade to pitch black completely, causing everyone to gasp except Grams. A red hue surrounds her hand and moves down her fingertips, spreading across the grimoire.
"That's the same color her hands turned when she tried to get you out the bathroom that day at my house," Elena says to Bonnie.
"But why?" Bonnie asks in shock. "I didn't know witches can do that. You didn't tell me that," Bonnie says, looking at her grams.
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