Jamal Kunis POV

I felt a surge of anger and frustration as I walked up to the door of the witch's house and knocked. Don't get me wrong, I had nothing against her in particular. She was the only one who had any solution to this problem.

I just hated coming here, hated asking for help from anyone. And especially, hated coming here because it reminded me of how powerless I was.

 But I had no choice. I was desperate to break the curse that had plagued me since that incident.

The door opened and the witch greeted me with a smile. She was a petite woman with blonde hair...