DAHLIA

“Have you come to laugh at me?” Despite the tough mask she was wearing, I could tell she looked tired. 

It was a surprise though. I mean, I finally saw Millie Jewelson as a human, rather than the tough, mean witch that I used to see her as.

“No.” I lowered myself on the chair opposite hers. My eyes scanned the square shaped room, the one that was familiar. 

So familiar I could still taste the bitterness and despair it had me in. 

“Funny how the tables have turned.” I brought on a smirk. “The only difference is you never came to visit me.”

“So you lied then.” She...