Chapter 79 : She’s Looking For
Westview
"Finn, what's the matter?"
Wanda, standing beside him, noticed Finn staring at the dead leaves in silence. She tugged on his sleeve, her brows furrowed in concern.
"It's nothing," Finn replied, tossing the withered leaf in his hand. As it drifted to the ground, it crumbled into dust. "I just think she's incredibly strong. And it seems like she's been working tirelessly to master the Darkhold."
"I'm also studying the Darkhold tomorrow," Wanda shot back stubbornly, a faint hint of defensiveness in her tone. At the same time, her expression dimmed slightly, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Finn, don't worry. No matter what happens in the future, I won't let anything happen to you."
Finn scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Idiot, what kind of woman says that to a man? And if you put it like that, are you secretly cursing me?"
He reached out and pinched her cheek, his large hand cradling her face playfully. He knew exactly what she was thinking. The multiverse had been weighing on her mind again—because, in another universe, he was already gone.
But that had nothing to do with him.
Even so, hearing those words from her warmed something in his chest.
"I'm a witch," Wanda huffed, giving him a sidelong glance. "If I really cursed you, do you think we'd still be standing here together?"
Finn chuckled. She had a point.