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Sooner or later, it would touch a nerve, and Gates would want things to go back to the way they were.
    That was what I wished, and what Vince wished, and though she still wasn’t talking to me much, I was pretty sure Lyssa missed her home life, too.
    That was the irony of what I wanted to do with magic. Once I had it, I vowed I would find a way to remove it from all of our lives, and I would do it without dragging anyone else in. If I had made these problems, then I was going to fix them.
     
    I’m not sure how my classes went that day, because I spent the entire time alternating between barely contained rage and a pleasant fantasy of what things were going to be like once I had fixed everything.
    Kendra and Charlie would go off together, and Lyssa’s husband and daughter could finally come back. I would be like any other college student, and Vince would be cured, and Gates would agree with me that while the adventure had been nice, it was nicer that it was over.
    When I finally dragged myself back to my apartment, I was pleased to see that the lock on the door to the greenhouse was still engaged, and it didn’t look like anyone had come looking for me. Vince texted to ask if I was home yet, and I looked longingly back at the door, quietly shaking my head.
    Charlie could appear anywhere. It was a fact, and I had come to live with it, but the thought of anyone accidentally walking in on us made me cringe. The entire apartment felt like it had already been invaded, and it was no longer my space.
    I texted back to ask if we could do his place instead.
    It’s fine. Blake might be here…
    I groaned. Blake was Vince’s blond, thin, charming, and very attractive roommate. His female roommate, who was also the daughter of their pack elder. I hadn’t ever formally met her, and Vince didn’t like to talk about her. I let it be because it was upsetting enough to think about him living with another girl. Blake was older than us by three years, but the age difference was still small enough that I worried about the possibility.
    It’s fine, I texted back. I’ve just got to get out of here.
    Making sure to lock the door— both doors—I grabbed my keys and got into my old Trooper.
    The drive over was short, and while I knew the complex where Vince was staying, I had never actually been inside. He was standing out front to meet me.
    “Hey,” he said, giving me a hug when I walked up. “Bad day?”
    “Doesn’t even begin to cover it.” I sighed. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
    He led me around the side of the building and into a dimly lit living room that smelled like sandalwood and baked chicken. Across the room, Blake was laughing with another girl as a reality show played on the television behind them.
    When we walked in and Vince shut the door, Blake set down the quesadilla in her hand and came over.
    “Blake, this is Annie,” Vince said. “Annie, Blake.”
    Blake held out her hand and we shook. I was afraid for a moment that she was going to say something about me being a witch, or Charlie’s previous life with Stark, but her carefree grin reassured me we didn’t need to hash it out.
    “Nice to meet you,” she said. “I threw on some more chicken and broke out an extra avocado. I wasn’t sure if you were planning to eat here, but you’re welcome, if you want to.”
    Her dark-haired friend was watching me over the back of the couch, and I knew they had been talking about me before I arrived, but I appreciated the nonchalant gesture all the same.
    “Thanks,” I said with a smile. “That sounds great. Nice to meet you, too.”
    Her show was coming back from commercial, so she hurried back to the couch and her friend, and I saw a bottle of wine pass between them.
    “Help yourself!” she called back at me. “And don’t worry about us, we won’t interrupt!”
    Her friend giggled, and I didn’t even care. I made a quesadilla and engaged in small talk before following Vince down a short hall to his