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[THE HOUSE GUEST]
listen, when the eyes talk.
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"JULIETTE IT'S FIVE IN the morning," Harlee complained as she struggled to climb through the blonde's window. Meanwhile, Juliette paced around her room, her mind running wild as she tried to process what just happened.
Seraphina, the witch who invaded her dreams and the owner of the grimoire she had, was a Gilbert—part of her bloodline. Her ancestor. Her family.
But how?
Juliette has never heard her parents, who knew more about their heritage than anyone, mention Seraphina Gilbert who was a witch.
"Hey J, I know you're having a moment right now but I need help." The pixie-haired girl announced, one leg hanging awkwardly in the room, her fingers desperately gripping the window ledge, the rest of her body was still hanging out of the window.
Juliette snapped out of her thoughts and rushed over to help Harlee through the window. As she pulled her friend inside, she heard another voice—one that made her freeze in her place.
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