Chapter 38. A Grumpy Witch Who Couldn’t Take Rejection

ROSETTE

Next Friday…

That was great. I had a lot of time to prepare. I nodded at Axel, turning to leave. “Thank you.”

And I did mean that. They were sending me to college when my own parents never even bothered to make a move. I was grateful, if not a little sore that they were desperate to get rid of me.

“Rosette, wait!” Axel grabbed my arm, stopping me from going. I stood still, looking forward. “Would you look at me? Please?”

“State what you want, Axel, or let go of me,” I said, smacking myself inwardly when my voice came out bitter. I wanted to go for cool, but guess not.

“Rosette, we’re not trying to get rid of you, I—”

I turned to him, my eyes hard. “Don’t lie to me, Axel. Don’t you fucking dare. The injury is sore, so don’t try to rub salt in it.”

I drag my hand away from his hold and he lets go, his eyes burning into me as I walk away.

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FRIDAY…

I stepped out of the building, drawing deep breaths and looking