{Chapter 12}
When me, Eve, and my parents got back to the apartment, my dad led me to a room, I felt blankets and pillow under me, then a door close. I rolled onto my side and curled into as tight of a ball I could, crying until no more tears were to be spared.

Later that day, after changing into a pair of jeans, a tank top and a hoodie, I walked out into the living room. "Nasya, we need to talk to you." I heard my dad tell me as I walked in. I walked to the couch and sat down. "Nas, with killing that whole coven, someone will come looking when they don't hear from anyone. I know you don't like the idea, but we have to leave Ipswich." Dad said, kneeling down in front of me. I shook my head. "No, it's fine. It actually sounds fine with me. I have nothing permanent tying me here, what's the point in crying over something I don't have to come back to." I told him. He nodded, sat on the couch next to me, and hugged me to his chest.

Feet were heard rumbling up the stairs, making their way to the door of apartment 143, the feet stopped when eyes fell on an envelope taped to the door. One person grabbed it and pulled it from the door, removing the letter from inside and unfolding it.
Dear Tyler, Caleb, and Pogue,
I'm sorry I couldn't stay. We had to leave as soon as possible, for fear that someone could come looking for us for killing off the whole coven and Viktor. As long as you stay away from this area, you should be safe. I'm sorry we didn't stay longer for...the funeral, but I just couldn't. It hurt too much just walking around, thinking I'd never see him again, let alone see him in the casket and seeing it lowered into the ground, which would just mock me for the rest of my life.
Just know that I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for the pain I've put you in. I'm sorry for ending yet another line of the Power. Most of all, I'm sorry you had to be pulled into this. That was the last thing I ever wanted to happen to you guys, but you're all so stubborn! Tell Sarah and Kate they were the best girl friends I'll ever have, and if need be, tell them the truth about why I left. Don't lie to them about...Reid's death. Tell them the truth, please. That's the one thing I ask of you now that I'm gone.
Caleb, I know you'll graduate valedictorian and go to Harvard just like you've always wanted. Pogue, I know you'll be a great mechanic and open a garage and be Ipswich's best grease monkey, just like you said when you fixed your first engine when we were 15. Tyler, I know you'll be a great doctor after college. I have to ask you three one last thing. Tell your sons about me, about Reid. Tell them how I found my parents and was brave enough to fight Viktor, how Reid was brave enough to fight Viktor himself, how he...died trying to save me, all just because he loved me.
And don't think he was selfish and did it just for me. I know he did it to save you guys too. Even though we all had our differences, I know we all had each other's backs. Especially Reid.
I love you guys and wish you all the best for the rest of your lives. Maybe when you're great grandsons are seniors at Spenser, I'll come back and see you guys. You won't see me, but I'll see you.
Love truly and always,
Nasya