Broken Together Prologue PROLOGUE “Veronica, you have to cast the spell or you are going to die tomorrow!” Anthony said to me. I look straight at him. Why must I do this? Why did they tell on me? I would have never done witchcraft on them. Now I am to be hung tomorrow. Anthony’s deep emerald green eyes bore into my soul. He doesn’t make a single movement. I know he is waiting for me to give in but I can’t. I match his stare with my own, “Veronica, my darling, you must understand this is for your own good,” he said. I exhale. “Why can’t you cast this spell? Why must I?” I plead. “Because you…”
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