It's been three days, we haven't found anything about the witch's granddaughter. Thanks to Lazaro and his rituals and amulets, I have felt relief, but I won't rest until I'm cured. I've had to go back to work, because the Montalvo Clan is changing leadership and we don't know what to expect with this change, so we must be alert, because our family has been their enemy since my father killed one of the clan brothers to be able to marry my mother. Since then, they have sought our downfall, but for nothing in the world should they find out about my current condition. Meanwhile, Hector enters my office, pulling me out of my thoughts.
Hector: "Hey brother, how are you?" Sitting in front of me.
Alex: "Better thanks to Lazaro, but my appetite is not improving, sometimes I feel pressured and it's hard to breathe." (Looking at him).
Hector: "I have good news! I found her, she changed her last name, that's why there were no records of her."
Alex: (Sighs hopefully) "What is she doing here? Go get her, bring her to me and offer or give her whatever she wants as long as she cures me". Standing up to walk in front of Hector.
Hector: "Yes, I know her name is Anny Sanders, she is a baker, but what if she refuses? They say that she did not have a good relationship with her grandmother". (Thoughtful)
Alex: "I don't care what methods you use, if she doesn't want to do it the easy way, we'll do it the hard way, she has no choice, she cures me or she cures me, or I'll make her pay for what that infernal witch of a grandmother did to me. If I don't have peace, neither will she, it's that simple, but remember brother, I need her alive." Coldly as he gets up.
Hector: "I'll bring her, but I hope it's easy. I'll keep you posted..." Leaving his office to look for the boys to go to the "Sweet Blessing" bakery and pastry shop.
In another part of the city...
My name is Anny Sanders, I am 23 years old, I am happy to see how little by little my dream has been built, my own bakery and pastry shop, even though I pay a loan I am happy to have something of my own.
I've never had anything, my life has not been easy, but I like to always smile, to be optimistic and dreamy.
But my business is not just any business, I try to help people, to be brave, to have courage, to be optimistic, to have that light that drives them to shine on their own, some say that my cupcakes are magical, but that is my secret, I just tell them: "After a bad day, something sweet improves it and fills the soul."
My life has not been easy, I ran away from my family when I could, my family is full of witches, sorceresses or whatever you want to call them, but I hate that world and especially black magic, I have seen what it does. My mother went crazy and my father was murdered. I grew up with my grandmother Hilda who was my greatest misfortune, being the granddaughter of the town witch you are repudiated, isolated from the other children, for being the granddaughter of the witch I had to be the same as my grandmother, I grew up alone, without friends paying the price of living in my family, the people of the town didn't even want to sell us food, we had to walk to another town to get it, but that wasn't the worst part.
The worst part was living with Hilda, who discovered that I had the gift of divination, and that I was special because her spells didn't affect me like most people. So she used me to practice her spells, they were painful, agonizing but on me the effect wore off so quickly that I was her guinea pig to practice on without caring about my suffering, but the worst was when my grandmother accepted a job I could see what that person would suffer, I begged her not to do it, but she just beat me because I was not worthy of being her granddaughter, just because I didn't want to hurt people, I just wanted to help people, not hurt them, how hard is that to understand.
But now I'm happy, little by little and in my own way helping people just by seeing their aura I will know what that person needs, but its effect takes 24 hours, through my cupcakes, each one has a special name for example: A Thousand Smiles and One. This one will make you smile when you are sad.
I also read cards and make bracelets for luck and protection and such, but I only use white magic, like they say you can leave witchcraft, but you can't take the witchcraft out of the girl.
But changing the subject, for months I have had the same dream and it is about a very handsome man, tied to a bed full of sweat you can see the evident agony in the way he writhes in pain, he only says my name and begs me to help him. I still don't know who he is, I don't know if he is real or not, but whoever he is I won't be able to help him in any way I feel attracted to him and in my cards appears that he is a man destined for me, but that is my greatest fear, if the cards do not lie to me he can also be my condemnation, that's why I tied my heart so I wouldn't be able to fall in love because for me that will be my greatest curse...
Snapping out of my thoughts the door rings and I see a man come in...
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