Chapter 67

IZZY POV

“Let me help you,” I shouted to Lucy through the doorway separating her office from mine.  She had a huge pile of work on her desk and mine was empty.  As the rumor of my being cursed grew, my workload decreased.  No one wanted a cursed Luna helping them.

“I’m okay, Izzy,” she said.  “You don’t have to do my work.”

I walked through the door connecting our offices and pointed to a stack on her desk.  “They never have to know that I did it,” I wheedled.  “Just let me help.”  She sighed in resignation and gratefully handed over a stack.

“It’s just things that need to be ordered,” she said.  “I have no idea why they’re insisting that I do it.”

“Because I’m the cursed one,” I said in a lighthearted voice.  I was trying really hard to not let it bother me while I rode this out,