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CHAPTER SIXTY TWO

Victoria and Tasha stood in the corner of the crowded party, watching as Claude laughed and chatted with a group of friends. Victoria couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she watched Claude's eyes light up when he spoke with someone else. She turned to Tasha, who had been unusually quiet all night.

"You've been awfully quiet tonight," Victoria said, her voice dripping with accusation.

Tasha shrugged. "I'm just not in the mood for a party, I guess."

Victoria raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure that's all it is?"

Tasha shifted uncomfortably. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you've been acting strange lately. Like there's something on your mind," Victoria said, studying Tasha's face for any hint of a reaction.

Tasha sighed. "Fine, you got me. It's just that Claude knows I'm a witch."

Victoria's eyes widened. "What? How does she know?"

"I don't know, I must have slipped up or something," Tasha said, her voice tinged with frustration.

Tasha's mind drifted back to when Shawn had died and
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