Odalia stood over your crib as you slept soundly, carrying a spell book in her hand she looked at you with disdain. She’d made sure you wouldn’t surpass her precious Amity. Even if she had to do the unthinkable.

The curse was fast and didn’t even wake you- Did she regret it? Not yet. You weren’t supposed to be born. It’s not like she wanted you.

“ Hm. Maybe that’ll teach you. “

The snapped the book shut and stepped out of your nursery.. She wouldn’t regret it. Yet.