Veronica woke up with a slight groan when her phone wouldn't stop buzzing with messages. She moved on the bed to reach out to her phone and rose to a sitting position.
She hasn't yet found who dared entered her room and messed with her stuff. She walked in yesterday to find one of her binding ingredient laid wasted on the floor of her room, and she almost went mad. Must be one of those darn wraiths!
How many times has she told them that her closet was an exception to their daily cleaning? Still, they chose to do whatever they want and broke a bottle of a pretty expensive spell that takes months if not years to make.
She opened her phone and rolled her eyes to the back of her head when it was another one of those annoying messages from Constantine. The last time she replied to any of his messages was last year, and he is yet to give up. What else does he have to say apart from he is deeply sorry for leaving her and can't wait to have her wrapped in his arms again.
