Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Olivia's eyes widened.

One should never judge a book by its cover.

She didn't expect Alexander to be that witch.

They hadn't eaten anything, so they went to a restaurant for dinner.

They were supposed to be enemies, but they got along pretty well.

The atmosphere was harmonious like the calm before the storm.

Ethan was worried that Alexander might cast another curse again, so he personally made them a meal.

By the time Ethan was done making a simple dish, Jacqueline was already feasting on the local specialties.

Willow had been keeping an eye on Alexander, worrying that he might cast a curse on ther.

Before Ethan and Olivia came here, they imagined the witch to be someone wicked and malicious.

But the revelation proved them wrong.

Olivia's knowledge of curses was limited to what she learned from Alora Village.

The villagers were behind the society, but they inherited these special skills from generation to generation.

Alexander looked like a gentleman, totally not the image one would have of a witch.

he was picking out the onions from the

still grumbling, "Did you do this on purpose? You know

told the chef about

forgotten

Have more.

want fried rice

out the onions for

Have some soup first.

chin on her palm, wondering if Jacqueline was the

was dominating while Alexander

tiff as the

his

looking at?" "The sunset

would be able to see such a

definitely had a Plan

had a chance, she

"Have more.

Olivia could barely have a good night's

"Okay,'' she responded.

and peeled it for

gave her a

really come unprepared?" Alexander noticed Jacqueline's

He lowered his voice.

"Don't worry.