Mark wasn’t sure where he was for the first few seconds after waking up. His shoulder hurt a bit, and he opened his eyes when he realized he lay on the floor.
He yelped and sat up when a pair of blue eyes squinted at him. It was the hot witch from yesterday. Right. She had made him sleep on the floor, and she wouldn’t let him eat any food despite Domenico allowing him to. He was starving. Did she have no heart?




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