Today is my mother's trial. Asher came with me, we've gotten really close over the past few days. I've developed feelings for him. I can't show him though because of my mothers trials. In witch law, if a family member or friend of witch blood is under trial for anything, you shall not show love or affection.
"Elizabeth Barlow, you have been found guilty of witch. You are to be executed at six o'clock tonight," the judge says to my mother as the guards take her back to her cell.
"Mom! No! You can't take her! I can't lose her to," I scream as Asher tries to grab me to calm me. I begin to float off the ground. I see my reflection in the glass. My eyes are purple with silver markings like the ones I saw whilst studying. My hair is now a platinum blonde almost a white, and my skin is as pale as one who lost all their blood. I look down at the witches here for my mom's trial and point to leave.