I am a witch

Ayden was so shocked when he witnessed what had just happened, in right accordance to Azalea's angry screaming. It was frightening.

It was almost like she had cast a spell of disarray into the chamber, as everything that she had taken her time to organize all day long became ruined in just few seconds.

Even Azalea was more befuddled by the havoc that had wreaked inside the room, probably as a result of her anger, or her failing powers. She couldn't even even give an explanation if she was probably asked.

Slowly, she turned her neck stiffly like a robot to her right, in which her eyes had traced from the floor to Ayden's face to observe the express he was wearing. Probably, if he had really seen what had just occured.

He stood still with his mouth agape, trying to comprehend in his head what had just taken place. In his head, he was trying to convince himself that her screaming couldn't have possibly caused such occurrence, but was highly likely to be a coincidental wind; mayb