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.

I was being honest, Layla stopped asking questions

she sat quietly in her chair, lost in

cautiously asked, "Who did

senses and turned to look at me gloomily. Then, she suddenly smiled, but it wasn't a friendly smile. "I'll tell you, but

promise I won't tell anyone," I swore, placing my palm on my chest

me, but somehow I felt as though I was

at me intently, which

head and

know and I'm not curious anymore. Please don't

walked to the door. "Just wait

waiting for a response,

long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off

of a barbaric werewolf clan. After all, those

black witch, she was smart,

slumped into the chair Layla was sitting in

I saw a huge mirror on the dressing table, and my heart skipped a

up and approached

thing that I hadn't told

the mirror what the one I had

I could find out who Layla loved the most. This might be

I could tell Hobson,

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