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.

now, he was picking out the onions

this on purpose? You know that

told the chef

must've forgotten about

Have more.

want fried

out the onions

Have some soup first.

her palm, wondering

was dominating while

still having a tiff

his hand before

you looking at?" "The sunset is gorgeous today," she

know." She wondered if she would be able to see such

definitely had

had a chance,

"Have more.

barely have a good night's sleep ever since

"Okay,'' she responded.

picked a shrimp and peeled it

her a sweet

them, Jacqueline wondered, "Did Ethan really come unprepared?"

He lowered his voice.

"Don't worry.