The Girl Who Wasn't There Ch. 03

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I save the file and close the laptop lid quietly. I finger the pentagram pendent round my neck; I never take it off even, like now, when it is the only thing I'm wearing. I turn to look at Freja, still fast asleep after our lovemaking earlier; her pendent nestled between her breasts. I am grateful to Wicca's Goddess and Horned God and whatever other powers have kept us safe so far and I ask their blessing that it will continue as I gently climb into bed.