Willow Ferixon stood by the window, her pastel pink hair catching the morning sunlight. The room was filled with the soft hum of magic—the kind that lingered even after the wand was put away. She glanced at the family portrait on the wall.

She felt like this Family was very wholesome and emotional.. it’s like she loved them.. Tom (her 10 year old son) and Cindy (her 14 year old daughter) are like two peas in a pod… Gregore (her husband) was the love of her life… Willow seemed like both the perfect husband and mother in the family.. and she will never change that…