Sabrina's on her bed with a large, witchy-looking book in her lap, one Charlie might recognize from one of the worst days she's ever had. Even if it doesn't contain further information she can use, somehow-- somehow it seems like it might inspire her.

She holds out her hand to him, because she needs him more than ever.

"What didn't make sense was Nick acting like a completely different person. This-- I did the spell, but I know I'm right. That's what this feeling has been all along."