Loved The Most

Ashley's POV:

Although my special power had taken effect, Layla seemed to be completely immune to my control, which was a bit disheartening.

I had thought that I'd get whatever I wanted with Layla under my control, but now that seemed like a long shot.

The stories were true-the black witches truly were powerful.

"Is the one I see really supposed to be the one I love the most?" Layla asked expressionlessly.

Not understanding why she would ask such a question, I hesitated for a moment.

"What do you mean?" Layla's eyes flashed dangerously.

"Yes, yes, you're supposed to see the one you love the most!" I answered hurriedly, fearing for my face.

"Is that so?" Layla asked again, narrowing her eyes at me.

I nodded adamantly and squeaked, "Yes! Of course! That's my special power!"

'Except that I can't control you!' I couldn't help but sigh internally. Layla was going to be extremely difficult to deal with.

that I was being honest, Layla stopped

sat quietly in her chair,

myself, I cautiously

me gloomily. Then, she suddenly smiled, but it wasn't a friendly smile. "I'll tell you, but you have

anyone," I swore, placing my palm

but somehow I felt as though I was looking up at

dead can keep a secret." Layla looked at me intently, which was

and said quickly, "Never

know and I'm not

walked to the door. "Just

for a response, she

sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off my forehead. I felt like I had survived a neardeath

a vampire slave of a barbaric werewolf clan. After all, those idiots would

black witch, she was smart, and

the chair Layla was sitting in earlier

mirror on the dressing table, and my heart

stood up

one more thing that I hadn't told Layla

see myself in the mirror what the one I had

out who Layla loved the most.

could tell

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