Diary Of A Teenage Witch

"You keep repeating that he died due to black magic, but you haven't explained the details. If your claim is accurate... what actually happened to him?" I inquire, raising my eyebrows in curiosity. She replies, "The magic consumed him. He grew increasingly power-hungry, taking abilities from fellow members of our community. He sought to possess everything for himself. It was necessary to stop him, to safeguard the rest of us." "Mom, are you suggesting what I think you are? You mean they... killed him?" The windows in her room suddenly burst open, letting in a cool breeze that disrupts the papers on her desk. "Layla, please calm down," she gently劝诫, gesturing for me to relax. "So, the entire coven was responsible for his death? They took action against my father, and you didn't intervene?" I scream, tears streaming down my face as the lights flicker and the wind howls through the open windows. "He had killed two of our own, his eyes were completely blackened by the magic. Your father had been consumed by it. In the name of protecting the rest of the coven, we made the difficult decision to end his life," she explains, her voice heavy with emotion.