#Chapter 9 Safe At Home
Eloise’s POV
I suddenly jolted awake as sweat ran down my forehead. This wasn’t the first time I had experienced nightmares about the prophecy but as time went on, they became more frequent.
It was as if I was constantly being reminded about how little time I had left. My life and those I held dear were on a balance—and it was tipping in favor of Death.
I sat up and rubbed the back of my neck as my mind swam with thoughts.
About a month ago, my mother always nagged me about studying magic and becoming more powerful. One day, I figured that I had enough of it and took off to go spend some time with my grandmother. She was always so understanding.
During my stay, I began to explore my grandmother’s home. It was then I stumbled upon a mirror while rummaging through the various boxes in the spare room.