SOUL SISTER
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"Since she's not one hundred percent a witch, I still can make a deal about her"
"And what is the deal then?"
"You free Cassandra and you don't harm her soul sister and I would do anything you want"
"Interesting, you say anything I want?"
"Yes" Luciana replied with determination
"I would not bring Cassandra to LATHES and I wouldn't harm her soul sister but on one condition: she should find a reason to live in the real world"
Silence fell on the room as Luciana was trying to process LATHES's king words.
Rellios carried on : "You shouldn't at all communicate with her or have any sort of interaction with the real world. If by the end of five moons, she finds a reason to stay in the real world, then she won't have to come here, if not, then I will be glad to tear apart her soul sister and welcome her here"
"That's it?"
Rellios burst out laughing, one of those laughter that send shivers down the spine.
"Just hope she will make it and find a reason.Otherwise, you my dear Luciana will have to pay a lot"
Between love and hatred, lies and secrets. Will Cassandra, a 17 years old girl, be able to find a reason in the real world?
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