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That mirror showing her that she marries Luc. EW!!! 🫠😂

Jacks wanted to spend his whole life with Evangeline.. so he asked Poison to find something (or someone) to make Evangeline stop growing old ..

So a Fae comes by .. and to stop Evangeline from growing old her life must be tied to Jacks. But they have to face tests.. he doesn’t want to. But still…

The emporium of Else is a/the test ..

“I know things. There’s a mark on her wrist that lets me know where she is.”
Sometimes, she was farther away, it was barely there. More like a string than a rope that tied them together. It had always felt like something. Until now.
“I can’t feel it anymore.”
And he knew that it was all his fault.

Jacks felt it then. An emptiness. An absence.
“What’s wrong with you?” Chaos asked.
“Evangeline . . . Something has happened to her
“How do you know?”

“What did he do?”
“He’s planning on proposing to LaLa.”
“Why don’t you just tell LaLa the truth?”
“You know I can’t.”
“You can. You just don’t want to.”
“I made a vow.”
“This is why vows are always bad ideas.”

“Is this what you’ve been up to?”
“It’s one of Evangeline’s hobbies.” Jacks gave the vampire a look that warned him not to insult her if he valued all of his body parts.
“Seems as if the Hollow isn’t the only one who’s prickly today.”
“I’m not prickly.”
“If you’re not, then why are you scowling?”
“Why are you?”
“I want to murder my brother.”
“Which one
“Dane.”

And suddenly she was too curious to stop herself. All she wanted was a peek. She just wanted to see what this other version of her had done differently.
Evangeline pressed her hands against the glass and said, “I’d like to see what else could be.”


Oh dear

If this mirror showed alternate endings, did that mean Evangeline’s current ending wasn’t going to involve marrying Jacks? She tried to erase the thought as soon as she had it. Then Evangeline was thinking about Jack’s strange behavior earlier, and the letter and the berries and the feeling that he was keeping something from her.

Evangeline was many things, but one could not call her practical or sensible. She was kindling in love with a spark. A moth to a flame. A mortal drawn to immortal things. And in this moment, she was feeling drawn to the magic and the mystery of the mirror.
“No, this is a bad idea.”

Evangeline looked like the opposite of a girl who might be attracted to trouble. And yet, she had been inescapably pulled toward Jacks. So captivated by him that she’d chosen to believe in the possibility of them rather than the impossibility.

Well then, my new friend, this mirror is for you . .
Simply touch the tips of your fingers to the glass, say “I’d like to see what else could be,” and you will get the rare opportunity to live one day in a different life, perhaps with a happier ending than the one you’re currently in.
And if you don’t like it, well, you can always return!

THIS SOUNDS INTRIGUING BUT SOOOO MUCH LIKE TROUBLE

Congratulations!
You have found the mythic Mirror of Infinite Endings.

Have you ever wondered what else could have been?
Have you ever asked yourself if there are other paths your life could have taken? Other ways your story might end?

Why do I feel this place “the Emporium of else” is going to be trouble …

Evangeline sees herself in a wedding dress.
The dress made her think of romance and love noted and bouquets of wildflowers. The sleeves were delicate little half-moons with tiny embroidered flowers that curved below her shoulders. The skirt was slender, overlaid with intricate lace that went just to the floor, leaving a tiny pool of fabric that seemed to melt into the fog at her feet.

“I don’t have feelings for Chaos. I mean, I do— but not those kinds of feelings. Chaos is a monster.”
“I know.”
“No, you don’t. You think you understand because of Jacks. And, yes, Jacks has done monstrous things. But it’s not the same. When Chaos became a vampire, things inside of him changed, fundamentally. He didn’t just do terrible things; he became a terrible thing.”

“No. Real love is always worth fighting for.”
“But how do you know if it’s real?”
“When it’s real, you can’t walk away, even if it goes against everything you’ve been told.”

“I’ve been fighting my whole life for love. But I’ve started to wonder: if some loves truly are meant to be, then perhaps there are some loves that are also doomed to never be. Maybe all impassible obstacles are there for a reason. Maybe love is not supposed to be something we fight for

“I’ve seen you two together. You’re like two sexy little magnets.”
“We—“
“I’m honestly suprised he let me take you away from him. Did you see the way he kept glowering at me? I felt like a dragon stealing his treasure.”

“Don’t even think about staying.”
“But—“
“I know I’m your dearest friend, but I’m also a Fate, and it’s a really terrible idea to break plans with me. You and Jacks can do all your fooling around when we return.”
“That’s not what I was thinking about.”

“Does this place have a name?” Asked Jacks.
LaLa gave him a look of mock offense. “Do you not trust me?”
“I don’t want her getting cursed or killed . . . Again.”
“We have both made mistakes, Jacks. And only one of her curses was my fault. You really need to get past it. I think all of this worry is giving you some wrinkles.”

“This is why people will be here,” Jacks said, his voice soft. “This is all your magic, Little Fox.”

Jacks flashed one of his dimples, attempting to look innocent. Others might’ve been fooled— even Evangeline was tempted, but she knew him far too well.
“Don’t tell me you wouldn’t do that.”
”Oh, I would absolutely love to do that. But as much as I enjoy ruining the lives of people who deserve it, no one is going to be here because of me.”

She really hoped that sooner rather than later, she would go from being known as Evangeline from the scandal sheets to Evangeline who-helped-run-the-Magnificent-North’s-coziest-inn or who-made-really-good-pies. And she didn’t want this to happen because Jack’s was controlling the emotions of every person she met.
“ I don’t want anyone here because you use your magic on them.”

There could be no poisoning, no evil princes or bloodthirsty vampires, no curses or stolen memories, no wanted posters with her or Jack’s pictures. There was no room for those things in a happily ever after.

“ I was thinking I could put a fresh coat of paint.”
“The clock doesn’t need a fresh coat of paint,” Jacks assured her. “But if you want, I’ll do it.” He leaned in for another kiss. The glass cupboards read again and the clock in the hall chimed Cider unnecessarily, as if warning him not to get carried away. Although Evangeline would wonder if the Hollow had been warning her about something else…

Love like this cannot be lost, but sometimes people can be. Luckily for Evangeline Fox the great law of her life was not a person. Jacks was a Fate. She didn’t have to worry about him dying. He would never grow old. She would. But Evangeline did a good job of not thinking about that.

Everything that night had been torture for Evangeline, but Jack’s had been there with her, steady as a compass pointing north. He had brought her to a place that he’d never intentionally brought a girl to before. But this was not when she had fallen for him. The Hollow was the place where Evangeline had stopped falling and was just in it: in love with him. No more falling her feelings were here to stay.

Her Jacks.
The Jacks who’d rewritten history for her, who’d stolen her heart and saved her life and turned her world into a fairytale.

“I am the one you have waited for, searched for all these years. I am the reason you have wandered the Threshing Valley unbonded. My brother may have left you disillusioned with my bloodline, but I will not.”
“And you think you know the future?”
“I know mine. I will fight in that war, perhaps even die. But I will not stand idly by as my family watches destruction from a tower.”

- aaric’s

“You. Are. Mine. You may kill me in this field, but it will not change that fact.”
“I was drawn to the strength of your bloodline once before and found myself sorely disappointed.”
“I am not my brother.”
“That is why I still allow you to breathe, Camlaen Aaric Baran.”


~ Aaric’s chapter