In the morning I wake up early and find myself curious about Hope's physical and mental state, slightly feeling nauseous from the curse. But I push through and throw on some clothes, walking downstairs towards stern and loud voices.

I could recognize Alfie's voice from a mile away, then Nella's, then Jason's. My feet walk towards the living room as I push open the door uninvited. They all stopped to look at me and for a second Alfie looked relieved seeing me.

"Hi," I breathe out as I look around at all three of them.

"Hey," Nella speaks first.

"Nella was talking about going to see your uncle?" Alfie steps...