47 The witch

Anna POV I looked up at the woman who had clutched her daughter near her side. “Yes, I can see you. I was just passing by when I saw these men trying to—” “You must be strong.” The woman ignored my words and continued to stare at me. “I don’t understand.” I stood up from the ground and began to shake the dust from my body. “My name is Esther.” She introduced herself. “Thank you for trying to save my daughter.” “I am Anna.” I said as I continued to stare at her. “What do you mean when you asked me if I can see you? I don’t understand.” I asked her. “I made myself invisible when my daughter went missing so I could find her but it looks like you can see me.” The woman said. “You are a witch?” I said even though I knew the answer. “Yes. It looks like you came here to buy some books.” She said, eyeing the basket in my hand. “Yes, I came here to buy historical books.” She was a witch then I need to be careful. The last time I came here a werewolf hunter had followed me all the way