Ethan's POV

It was almost nightfall and I walked into the Mansion, I had conjured a magical amulet for Dianna, one that kept her in control and protected her from the raging hex, she did a lot of damages today and Eric was barely able to contain her so he's totally exhausted and in his room now

Do I regret cursing Dianna with the hex? Yes I do, I feel bad, living with The Hammingtons for the past years I've come to understand the kind of relationship they have, the kind of bond they share, a thousand year old estranged bond that still waxed strong especially in the presence of...