Chapter 81 Eighty One

• In the past, I had never been the person who could make quick decisions under high pressure; now, my situation was no less than a horror movie. The battle of my heart was still ongoing. At that rate, I knew the war between the white witches and spirits would have a victor without my interference. What I truly wished for was a truce and peace. However, all of them were in the mood for bloodshed.
• Spirit screeches reverberated around the room. I didn’t know whether they belonged to my incubus boyfriend or someone else, but the guilt of indecision and not helping him was consuming me.
• Desmond could leave me forever. I was aware of that.