Witches, labyrinths, and a toddler with mood swings… What could possibly go wrong? Just when I thought things couldn’t get more insane, a magical labyrinth decides to mess with my head… and my powers. Add in a toddler who might be aging in magical spurts (no big deal), a scheming villain with a grudge, and a secret buried so deep even my demon dad looks nervous, and you’ve got a recipe for disaster. Oh, and let’s not forget the growing list of magical mishaps, emotional meltdowns, and relatives who insist on “helping.” As the stakes climb higher than my stress level, one thing’s clear. The key to protecting my family might lie in facing the one thing I’ve been avoiding… myself. No pressure, right?