Room 519, Sunday Night
Eve was sprawled out on her bed, with her eyes closed. Mostly because she really didn't have the energy to move. She'd used most of her energy healing Savannah with the transfer spell, and she'd exhausted herself getting up the stairs to her room.
She'd be fine in the morning, though she'd be weak and tired for a few days. But it was worth it to have helped her daughter. She was a demon and she was a witch, but first and most important, she was a mother.
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She'd be fine in the morning, though she'd be weak and tired for a few days. But it was worth it to have helped her daughter. She was a demon and she was a witch, but first and most important, she was a mother.
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