Chapter 194 The Right Fit


    I reluctantly returned home after my conversation with Myra. There was an undeniable lump in my


    throat; if Lewis really was watching me so closely, and if he truly was apparently so hell-bent on making


    sure that I couldn’t bring Enzo or Richard back that he would even go so far as to take Luke hostage


    and hire a witch to take away Myra’s ability to open portals, then I didn’t know what to do. I would have


    to listen to Myra and try not to look for Enzo until Lewis was gone; I only hoped that he wouldn’t do


    anything horrible to Luke before then, assuming he hadn’t already.


    When I arrived back at my dorm, I stopped in the mail room to see if I had received any letters. And,


    much to my surprise, there were two things for me: a letter from my mother, and a package. I furrowed


    my brow at the package, as I hadn’t ordered anything recently, but decided to open the letter from my


    mother first. Maybe she sent me a care package and her letter would exin it.


    I opened the letter with shaky hands, trying not to think too much about what Myra had just told me as I


    began to read.


    “Dear Nina,


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    I just want you to know that your brother and I arrived safely in Ennd, and are now staying with your


    aunt. I’m sorry I haven’t called; I still haven’t gotten my long distance phone set up.


    I’m not sure if you said something to him, but Richard sent me a letter recently. I was afraid at first to


    open it, but after a few weeks of it sitting here and staring at me, I finally decided to open it and give it a


    look. In it, much to my surprise, that old coot actually apologized. Would you believe it? Now, I can


    never be entirely sure whether he’s being truthful or not, but when he apologized for what happened to


    Taylor and mentioned that he didn’t put a curse on him… Well, let’s just say that I was reminded of the


    same boy who I used to know in college, before he went berserk and power-hungry. Somehow, I’m


    inclined to believe him; but I want to know what you think. I know that you are incredibly close with


    Enzo, so maybe you can talk to him.


    Speaking of which, have you learned anything about your heritage since Ist saw you? I wished that I


    had more to give you other than that little baby nket, but that’s really all I have. When you were left


    on my doorstep, there was no warning and no other evidence other than that nket and the burned


    photograph. Hopefully, those two things can give you some sort of clue as to where your family might


    havee from, and what may have happened to your parents.


    There have also been whisperings of the Crescents causing trouble. I haven’t heard much, but there is


    amunity of werewolves here who seem to be at least somewhat aware of the situation. I hope


    you’re okay. If you need to get out of Mountainview, I’ll buy you a ne ticket any time you want. I think


    your brother and I are going to stay here, in Ennd, because we’ve found a witch who has been able


    to help Taylor a lot. His pain is almost entirely gone now thanks to her medicine, and he only has the


    asional re up. I think that being in a new ce is helping him, too. The town your aunt lives in is


    small and located in the countryside. There are rolling fields all around, and plenty of fresh air. I think


    you’d love it; right now, it’s a little bleak with wintering, but your aunt said that it’s beautiful in the


    Spring when the wildflowers start to bloom. You should try toe and stay for a while when that time


    comes. Bring Enzo, if you two are together then. I’m sorry that I wasn’t more weing before, but


    after seeing how much you loved him, I couldn’t help but be reminded of how much I loved Taylor’s


    father in college.


    Anyway, just know that we’re doing okay here. Taylor is good. I’m good. We’re happier here, although


    we do miss you. I hope that soon, you and I can begin to repair our strained rtionship. Even though


    you may not be my biological daughter, you’re still my daughter nheless.


    Love,


    Mom.”


    By the time I finished reading the letter, there were tears filling my eyes. It was such a relief to hear that


    my mother and Taylor were doing okay, and that my mother had such a change of heart about Enzo.


    If only Enzo were here. Then, maybe we could leave this ce and go to stay with my family together.


    The thought of the wildflowers and the rolling fields made me smile, but at the same time, I knew that it


    wouldn’t be so easy for us to just run away together. I had to find Enzo first, but it seemed that the


    universe simply didn’t want me to ever find him.


    However, the letter didn’t mention any sort of care package, which made me furrow my brow in


    confusion. Who had sent me a package, then? There was no return address on it; in fact, there wasn’t


    even an official shippingbel or anything of the sort. It only had my name on it, as though someone


    from campus had just slipped it into my mailbox.


    My curiosity got the best of me. I quickly slipped my mother’s letter back into my pocket and ran


    upstairs with the box. Lori and Jessica, who were sitting on the couch and ying video games when I


    arrived, both looked over and gave me a strange look.


    “What’s that?” Lori asked, nodding her head toward the box.


    I shrugged and threw it down on the counter, then grabbed the scissors out of the kitchen drawer. “I


    dunno,” I replied. “It was just in my mailbox. There’s no address or anything on it.”


    Equally as curious as I was, my friends paused their game and scurried over to watch me open the


    box.


    And when I did, my eyes widened.


    “No way,” Jessica said as I lifted the contents out of the box.


    Someone — I couldn’t be sure who, exactly — had sent me a recement of the ck dress that got


    ruined in the coffee shop the day earlier. It was brand new with the tags still on, and it was in my exact


    size.


    “Maybe the new girl felt bad after all?” Lori asked, scrunching up her nose in confusion as I held the


    dress up with a growing grin on my face.


    Truthfully, I had no idea who bought me the recement. Maybe Lori was right; maybe the new girl


    really did feel bad and wanted to make it up for me for some reason. It was the only logical exnation,


    after all. Maybe I was wrong about her sinister intentions. I would have to thank herter.


    Either way, despite the recent developments that Myra had told me about, my mother’s letter and the


    mysterious dress were enough to cheer me up for the time being.


    Still, I only wished that Enzo could see me in that dress. He would have loved it