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I'M NOT A REFLECTION OF WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT ME

Natasha stormed into her room and locked the door behind, furiously throwing the scarf on the floor as she stood in front of the mirror with her gaze fixed on her reflection.

" Damn it!! Gosh–I regret not killing you along with your bastard mother, Gisella. I so curse the day you were born–Argh!!!!" She yelled, thumping the items in front of the dressing mirror to the floor. Her breath rose and fell with rapid speed, a wolfish gaze lingered in her eyes.

" No matter what it takes, Gisel– I'll surely accomplish my mission. I'll make sure I take your whole family along with me if its the last thing I do " She cursed.

Natasha swiftly pulled out the drawer and picked out some charms. She instinctively lighted the candles, arranged it in a circle form and sat in the middle, chanting and calling on dead spirits.

Suddenly, the door slammed opened with Gisella storming in. Natasha was immersed into what she was doing that she didn't realize when she trod in. She shouted which dre
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