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That was my fault. I thought he was just a scammer.

Bad news for him.

I’m alive.

Which might have been the first words out of my mouth when I woke up. I’m not surprised to see my daughter standing vigil. But it is asurprise when Daisy McNamara, Nora Clarke, and Soraya Nichols come into the hospital room. I saw them here before, when I was floating above myself. I wouldn’t have said I knew them well, but they came.

“I have to tell you everything,” I say.

He might try to come for me again, but he can’t get them all.

Daisy leans in and takes my hand. “You have a coven looking after you now, and we’re going to keep you safe.”

Chapter Thirty-Six

Daisy

A witch’s greatest strength is found when she loves herself.

—Rules for Witches

The details about what happened to Alexandra were pieced together slowly by both Alexandra and law enforcement over the next few weeks, culminating in charges being brought against her husband.

The surgeon had said there was no logical explanation for why she’d woken up afterward. Why she’d been able to speak and remember.

But Daisy knew. It was the coven. The power of that group of women who had come together to demand justice. It was the promise of the cards. Of their magic.

“I was the Five of Cups, you know,” Nora said. They were closing up the store and working on new plans for their next gathering, which would happen around Litha, the summer festival that followed Beltane.

Daisy wanted to have it outside, a massive feast that could fit even more people, and they had been turning over the logistics of that. “In what way?”

“I had Sam the whole time. I was so busy looking at all my spilled cups, I didn’t realize that I’d had what I wanted all along. Right there. The entire time. I wanted love, but I didn’t want to give all of myself.Conversely, though, I wanted all of the other person. It was right there. I couldn’t see it.”

“Eagerly awaiting my Two of Swords moment,” Daisy muttered. “Though maybe it has to do with planning this monstrosity.”

“It’s not a monstrosity,” Soraya said. “It’s going to be amazing. I’m going to make the cutest cakes with little edible flowers.”

“You’re just chipper because your reading was so good.”

“To be fair, I had that whole house-burning-down incident, which the cards did not predict.”

“I suppose.”

“The divorce is moving right along, though.”

“I am very happy for you about that,” Nora said.

“As am I.”

When they finished closing up, it was time for Daisy to pick the kids up from Jonathan’s. They were no closer to getting their divorce going, which seemed ridiculous. But at least sharing custody had become amicable, even if he was still disgruntled about the company.

But she’d thought he would push to get the legal side of it together so he and Amberly could get married.

She got out of the car, and Jonathan met her out in the driveway. “Hey,” he said.

“Hi.”

“I saw the news about Alexandra’s husband getting charged for what happened.”