Carina looked at the two women and swallowed. “I didn’t list any qualities. I only wrote down his name on the piece of paper.”
Maggie jumped as if she’d seen a ghost. Alexa leaned back against the slate blue cushion and shook her head. “Holy crap. The spell works.”
Maggie laughed, but it had a hollow ring. “Impossible. We’re being ridiculous. Stop spooking me.”
“Where’s the book, Carina? Did you give it to someone else?”
“No, it’s in my bookshelf with a whole bunch of other stuff. I never threw it away.”
Alexa’s eyes gleamed. “I think we need to safely deliver that book to someone. Namely your sister.”
“What? Julietta would never complete a love spell. She’s the practical one in the family. It couldn’t really work.” She paused. “Could it?”
Maggie tapped her chin with interest. “Interesting idea. Carina’s going to Italy in a month. Maybe she can find a way to make sure Julietta completes the spell. Then we’ll finally know. Two could be coincidence. Three could be far-fetched, but possible. Four times would be a confirmation.”
Carina glanced at the two women. They were right. Her sister deserved this type of happiness, and if completing a love spell pushed Julietta in the right direction, it was worth a try.
“I’ll do it.”
Maggie grabbed three wineglasses, poured the rich Chianti, and handed them out. They lifted their glasses to the circle and smiled.
“Salute.”
Carina drank.
The children played and slept. The women chattered and laughed. The men strolled in for an occasional kiss or teasing remark. When Carina looked at her husband, he smiled at her with a gentleness and heat that made her whole. Her marriage mistake gave her everything she’d ever dreamed of.#p#分页标题#e#
Her happily-ever-after.