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 asking questions and fell

quietly in her chair, lost in her

myself, I cautiously asked, "Who did you

me gloomily. Then, she suddenly smiled, but it

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

as me, but somehow I felt as though

secret." Layla looked at me intently, which was enough to make me

head and said

to know and I'm not

to the door. "Just wait here. When the

waiting for a

the sweat off my forehead. I felt like I had survived

was a vampire slave of a barbaric

powerful black witch, she was smart, and she could see through me

slumped into the chair Layla was sitting in earlier

I saw a huge mirror on the dressing table, and

stood up and

was one more thing that I hadn't

see myself in the mirror what the one I

loved

I could tell

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