It was a business idea born one Halloween night. A coffee house infused with a little mystical magic - spells, potions, elixirs, and maybe a hex here or there. I would open at odd hours - when the competition was sleeping. Midnight to noon. It was all brilliant and I made the vision a reality. It was working like a charm - and selling for eight dollars a cup, it was a very expensive charm, at that.
It was all so perfect, until rumors started about how I was poisoning my customers.
That's when the devil, himself, found his way into my life. Tucker Ripley! The very best attorney under the sun! Known as the "Prince Charming of the Courtroom," Tucker Ripley was exactly who I needed to defend my reputation. Though he didn't believe in my "work," Tucker assured me that he didn't need to believe in my "magic" to defend me from those who made accusations against me. We had a beautiful partnership - until Tucker's fiancee broke his heart and left him shattered and broken, right on my doorstep.
Just as every man has a price, sooner or later, every man grows desperate. That night - the night she broke his heart, Tucker Ripley grew desperate. He wanted to believe in my magic - he needed to believe in my magic. This time, he wanted something more than his typical cafe au lait. He wanted a "love potion."
I should've told him the truth right then and there, but I didn't. He needed something to believe in. Tucker Ripley was the fierce, bold guardian of my empire. I couldn't bear to see him crippled and shattered, begging me to save him. So, I did what any "good witch" would do. Now, I'm in serious trouble. The best attorney in the world - my fearless protector - has turned on me and has his sights set on destroying me.
They say lies become the truth. They also say the truth will set you free. I don't care about what they say. I only know I have to find a way to stop Tucker Ripley before it's too late - even if I have to tell him the truth - the whole truth.
