Chapter 69

As I paced back and forth in the room, my anger consumed me. Restlessness coursed through my veins, making it impossible to find a moment of peace. Every step I took felt like a release of pent-up frustration, I had been waiting for the witch for what almost seemed like forever and she was nowhere to be found. The weight of it all pressed down on my chest, making it hard to breathe, and think clearly.

My mind was a whirlwind of chaotic thoughts, each one fueling my anger further. I clenched my fists tightly, feeling the tension in my muscles as I desperately tried to contain the storm brewing inside me. But it was no use. The anger was too overpowering to be tamed, I checked my time again and again wondering why she wasn't here yet.

I have questions that only she can answer, I need to know how on earth Eleanor and King Derek both lost their memory of each other, That act can only be the work of a witch and I couldn't think of any witch powerful a enough to do