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Puck's POV

I was sitting at the breakfast table, eating, when Henry came in with his jacket on and his briefcase by his feet.

"Does Sabrina know?" he asked in a whisper.

Knowing exactly what he was talking about, I shrugged my shoulder.

And because I was mad at the whole world, I said, very loudly, "You mean that you cheated on Veronica with Anastasia. Oh, no, she doesn't."

Henry looked at me with a look of sadness, "Please don't tell them. I don't want to hurt them."

I completely lost it, "You already hurt them. You left them only a little while after they saved your sorry ass. The only people who were there were Granny and me. We had to pick up the broken pieces of their hearts because you just got up and left without a goodbye. And if you cared about them at least half as much as I do, you would realize that they're not bricks and they do break down. So if I were you, I would pick up the damn bag and get the hell out of their lives."

Henry looked at me and asked, "Then why did you bring me here?"

"I thought that I would give you a chance to tell them why they're mother was murdered by Anastasia and why you're hiding it. You had another chance but you blew it. Good-bye, Henry."

Without another word, he picked up the briefcase and walked out of the girls lives forever.

I turned around and Sabrina was standing in the doorway. Frozen.

She started crying and rushed into my arms. I hated seeing Brina like this. I kind of guess it was my fault.

NO. I would not blame myself for this. This is all Henry's fault.

"Brina, are you okay?" I had asked after she cried for five minutes. Sometimes I wondered how girls had that much water and be able to cry so much out.

She sniffled, "I don't know. I have been lied to for ten years. I missed him and all he ever did was cheat and lie. Not only did he lie to me, he lied to Daphne.

I nodded, not sure what to say.

"How come you knew, Puck," she asked with a hiccup.

"I saw Anastasia kill your mother," I said, "After her funeral, I confronted your father. He spilled it all and begged me not to tell you and Marshmallow. I should have refused all those years ago, but I couldn't hurt you guys by telling you that, especially when your mother died not soon before that."

"Thank you," she said.

"Sabrina, you know all those years ago, I told you that you didn't have to be a soldier."

"Yes," she said wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Well, you're being a soldier again."

"I have to, for Daph."

Raising my voice, I said, "He lied to you, cheated on your mom. There are so many things going on in your life and all you're doing is crying about it."

The tears started flowing harder from her eyes, "What do you want me to do about it, huh?"

"Scream."

I scooped her into my arms and flew out the large balcony door with my large, pink wings. I took her all the way up to Mount Faerie, the mountain that overlooked the town and was owned by my father.

"Let it out, Bri. One day you're going to have an outburst like all those years ago with the Scarlet Hand. You have to let it out."

She shook her head.

"C'mon. I'll do it with you. There are plenty of things that I would love to scream about."

I told her that I would count to three and we would both scream. As soon as she nodded, I started the count.

"One…"

She stood straighter.

"Two…"

She wiped her tears.

"Three!"

Our shouts filled the air of Ferryport Landing and for the first time in a long time, I felt that Brina and I were bonded but free.

Authors Note: a lot of you are asking me some really good questions and I just want to say thanks because the questions inspire me to write more dramatic chapters. I hope this answered one of your questions, LaReynitaOfDreams. Hopefully the chapters to come will answer the rest!