Chapter Sixty-One

I had read twenty percent of Rosalina’s diary. The English of her days was a bit difficult to understand but I got a hang of it after a few pages. She spoke about how she became a witch. Her father was a practicing wizard who disguised himself as a herbalist. She learnt everything she needed to know from her father, who happen to be Sofia’s crush. Ivan Monroe. There was a picture with the same description of the man. Dark, mysterious eyes, dark hair with the perfect set of teeth. The black and white picture was not revealing much, but it revealed enough to be able to describe the ‘hunk’. In the picture he looked around his 40’s and had a clean cut beard with a suit on. He looked dashing, no lie.

How this man was Rosalina’s father shocked the living daylights out of me. I did not expect that, honestly. And I wanted to know if Rosalina knew about her father and Sofia meeting up for private witch lessons.

All of this was way deeper than what meets the eye. There were more than ten sides