“What’s happening? My legs— they hurt so bad!”

Sylvia Newton’s scream pierced the night.

Lucian and Noah froze, horror spreading across their faces. They tried to stand, but no matter how hard they struggled, their legs refused to move. From the knees down, it was as if their bodies had turned to stone.

Lucian’s sharp eyes darted to Hope. “What did you do to us?”

Hope tilted her head innocently. “Me? I didn’t do anything.”

“You did! You must’ve used some kind of witchcraft!” Sylvia spat, her expression twisted in panic.

Hope smiled faintly. “Or maybe it’s just karma catching up to you? You lie, you deceive, and heaven decided...