The room fell silent, and no words seemed to escape their mouths. They stared at me as if I'd spit out fire from my mouth, and I could fully understand why. Of course, if anyone found out that she was a witch, they would undoubtedly react in this manner. It was the appropriate reaction.
After minutes of staring, Andrew finally broke the silence.
"Witch—as in the white and black witch?" He asked, his jaw dropped in disbelief. "Isn't she just a normal human?"
"Well... that's what I thought until today."
I didn't care about what she was, but I was worried that people wouldn't accept her. No matter what kind of witch you are, people aren't always nice to you. Even if they were kinder to white witches, people would still prefer not to be associated with any witches.
"Though it's not confirmed that Maggie was telling the truth, I doubt she would lie about this. As she said, there's no good in her lying to me."
