Celeste's POV
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Someone would think Silas and Azrael were throwing some sick prank if they overheard us.
But boy, oh boy… It was no prank.
They took us to the spot and sure enough there was no trace of a "Mama Dominique Metaphysical shop". Instead what we saw was an empty space where it was supposed to be.
Desperate, we questioned the shops around the spot if they've seen any old woman or heard of a store like that.
Sure enough, each store owner we went to looked at us like we'd lost our damn minds.
I knew I'd do the same if I were in their shoes.
"I'm telling you guys," Luther scratched his scalp as we walked back to the beach house, disappointed and exhausted. "She was real. She gave us the spices and herbs Atlas asked for and—"
"We believe you." Atlas and Atlas said in unison. Then I added: "If she's a witch, maybe she used illusion magic."
However, Silas shook his head. "That was no illusion."
