The Curse that Binds (Bewitched #2.5)

by Laura Thalassa

There’s something mesmerizing about writing. The neat lines, the straight, sharp edges. The ability to look at rows and rows of lines arranged just so and draw from them language. To hear in your mind words that someone else spoke, someone else imagined and felt. To me, it’s nearly as supernatural as having a literal voice in my head.

Every bit of me loves you. Even the wretched parts.”

“For good, for ill, and for always, my life is bound with yours,”