Olivia looked at Wendy. "What happened?"

"Jacqueline asked someone to cast a Lifebond Curse on you. The curse settled in you within 24 hours, and now, your life is bound with hers. From now onward, you'll share the pain. But I didn't know that you'd feel the pain so vividly. The witch is powerful," Wendy recounted.

At this moment, Wendy thought it was so fortunate that she didn't get ahead of herself by breaking the curse for Olivia. This wasn't any ordinary curse; it was a refined one.

Just like how science would improve every day, the abandoned minority curses had been cast to oblivion. Only a few people still sustained the practice—the powerful witches.

Jacqueline rested against the rim of the bathtub with an expression of a winner. "I'm glad you know. It's not only our lives; she can feel anything that I do. If you want her to suffer with me, you're welcome to torture me."

Olivia did feel unwell when she woke up. She brushed it off as soreness from the long hours of sleep. It