Chapter 156 Spirits

• Third Person Pov:
• After a few minutes, Hazel sat up in bed as sweat clung to her skin while she stared blankly at the dark room. The thoughts of what had happened earlier still swirled through her mind, and Riley's comforting presence next to her did little to soothe the icy knot of fear and dread settling deep in her stomach. Something about the nightmare didn't feel right-it felt far too vivid, and too real to be just a dream. Her parents' faces and the accusations in their voices couldn't be figments of her imagination, and the witch in her refused to let it go.
• "No," she whispered in a shaky breath.