The Mirror Fractured Path by J.C. Cervantes

Author:J.C. Cervantes [Cervantes, J.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2022-07-19T00:00:00+00:00

The morning felt nothing like the one before.

Yesterday Cole’s heart was beating like normal. Yesterday, Blake wore a spell around her neck. But yesterday was gone and so were the moments that had led her to this point.

Remi had left for the hospital and called twice already, asking Blake to bring the things she had forgotten. And now Blake sat at the dining table, dressed for the day, gripping a cup of coffee that had gone cold as she let the memories of last night surface in the morning light.

For the first time Blake not only longed for her mother, she yearned for Zora. A grandmother she had never met. A woman with whom she shared only a recent magical memory and an entire history.

“Where is the mirror?” Blake whispered, holding tight to a childish hope that her grandmother was somehow listening. That, like Rose, Zora would visit Blake. “Where do I find the crown?” But there was no answer.

Just then, Olivia walked in wearing Blake’s fluffy blue robe and a towel wrapped around her hair. “Tell me there’s more coffee,” she said as she shuffled into the kitchen before reappearing with a giant mug of steaming brew. She sat across the table from Blake and blew a cloud of steam away from her mug. Her eyes were pinned to Blake. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Blake said. “I mean I’m worried about Cole, but—”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.” Olivia took a sip of coffee. “I’m worried about you.”

“Since when do you worry?”

Olivia lowered her gaze to the mug in her hands. “You might get mad, but I have to tell you something.”

In all their years of friendship, Blake couldn’t remember more than a couple of disagreements between them, and even then, the two were able to sweep any differences aside almost instantly.

“Mad about what?” Blake was curious but not entirely sure she wanted to hear the answer.

“First, promise you won’t hate me.”

“I could never hate you. Well,” Blake corrected herself, “unless you don’t give me back the sweater you borrowed last month.” Her attempt at humor went unvalidated.

“That’s not a promise.”

“Fine.” Blake sat back, as if her body knew it was time to create distance between herself and whatever Olivia had to tell her. “I promise I could never hate you. Now tell me.”

“I sort of…I mean, I didn’t do it on purpose….”

“Olivia.”

“Last night, before you came home, I couldn’t get comfortable, like there was something bulky under the pillow, so I looked and…I saw your journal.” She lifted the mug to hide her face. “And everything in it.”

Blake felt a punch to the throat. If Olivia had read through the scribbled pages, scanned the sketches, she would know about the dreams and the magic and the curse.

Shifting in her chair uneasily, she said, “It’s…just a dream journal. I have nightmares sometimes.”

“A dream journal,” Olivia repeated, lowering her mug.

Blake tried to read Olivia. Her wide honey eyes. The twitch of her mouth. The curved ridge of her tightened jaw. She was definitely going to be hard to convince.

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