A/N: I know, right? AMAZING that I actually updated again. Sorry that I haven't been putting the last few chapters out as quickly as the first few but I'm working on two other stories right now and everything is crazy. Get ready, though. A BOMB is about to go off in this one. I bet you didn't see it coming!

Nick hit the brakes and Margaux moved towards him with a sly look on her face. She threw a leg over his motorcycle and took the helmet he handed her. "Where to?"

"The park," she said, "where we met." Ever since the senior ball Margaux had felt driven to Nick. She didn't want to put their friendship in jeopardy which was why she had gone so far as to make sure Nick didn't remember what had happened between them, but something kept pushing her at him.

They stopped and Nick parked, climbing off and extending his hand to Margaux. "What are we doing here?"

"I know it's a few days late, but," Maggie said reaching into the Gymboree and pulled out a package, "Happy birthday!"

"You remembered," his voice was barely audible.

"Well, duh!" Maggie handed him his present and sat down on the asphalt. She waited a moment and then glared at him. "Are you going to open it or not?"

Kneeling down next to her, he slid a finger under the wrapping paper and tore into his present. "College description books?"

"I know you think that you don't want to go," Maggie started, "but I think that's a lie. No one has ever told you that you were smart enough except for your dad and you decided a long time ago that he was a liar."

"I just want to build bikes," Nick said.

"You don't just want to build bikes," Maggie scoffed. "You were born to build things. I don't know if you want to build houses or design buildings or engineer cars, but you are more than just a mechanic, Nick. Besides, I need to get out of this town and when I do it would be nice to have a friend with me. I highlighted all of the colleges I want to apply to that might have programs you like."

"You're really talking about this? About the two of us leaving together?"

"The circle isn't the end-all be-all that our parents make it out to be; I'm certainly not making it my entire life. We could start over away from here," she told him. "We don't have to be what they are; stuck in this town with broken hearts and meaningless dreams."

"I'll take a look," he told her. "I still have a whole other year to decide since you're only a junior right now."

Maggie's face lit up. "We're gonna burn this city," she told him. "Chance Harbor will never be the same when we're done with it."

Nick nudged her and smiled. "They'll never know what hit them."

"Thanks for girl's night," Phoebe said and Celeste walked her downstairs. "I really needed the night away from boys and drama."

"What drama? I thought things were great with Grey," Celeste tried to hide her excitement. It was silly, really. Even if things didn't end out right with the two of them Grey still wouldn't want her.

"You know, high school stuff. I'd better be getting home. My mom's waiting for me." Putting on her jacket, she grabbed her purse and her cell. "I'm really glad you came to Chance Harbor, Celeste. I think things are finally coming together for the circle."

Celeste watched the other girl leave and hoped she got home safe, though in Chance Harbor there wasn't exactly a chance for anything else to happen unless magic was involved.

Magic was always involved, Diana realized. Magic was involved and it always caused secrets and drama. The old photo of her and Cassie at her engagement party reminded her of the secret she kept for Cassie, as well as the secret Cassie and Faye kept for her. There wasn't a day that went by that she didn't question the decisions that had been made.

In her head, the decisions were made by three teenage girls who didn't know any better and they could be forgiven. In her heart, Diana knew that if the secrets ever got out that it would destroy everything in their lives; friendships, marriages, and their bond to their children and their magic would be shattered beyond repair. And it had all started with her secret.

"Diana, I know."

That was all it took for the wall Diana had created to come tumbling down. "What do you mean, you know?"

Cassie walked towards her and sat down. "I know that the child you're carrying isn't Richard's. And I know that the child you're having is more than just a Meade. You're having Adam's baby, aren't you?"

"Cassie, you can't tell him," Diana grabbed her hand. "Adam is noble and generous and if he knew—"

"If he knew," she interrupted, "he would marry you. He still loves you, Diana. Why wouldn't you want that?"

Diana almost laughed through the tears that were pouring down her cheeks. "Adam may love me, the way you love your first love; with nostalgia and fondness, but he will always want you, Cassie. I deserve to be with someone who only wants me."

"And what about Richard? Doesn't he deserve the same?"

Looking down, Diana let go of her friend's hand. "He knows, Cassie. He knows about Adam being my child's biological father. Richard still wants to marry me."

"You still haven't answered the question. Is it right to marry him and deny him the right to find someone who only loves him?

"And can you really keep Adam away from his son," Cassie asked her next.

"He loves you," the brunette reiterated. "It will always just be you. No matter who you're with or he's with; how much distance or time you put between each other."

"I'm married," Cassie told her. "I made my decision and I have my family," holding up her ring to remind the other girl. "Everything that happened might not have been planned, and I didn't expect to have a child when I hadn't even finished college yet, but Jake and Nick are my world. Nothing will change that, even time and space.

"I made my choice," Cassie emphasized. "Make sure the one you're making is the right one. Either way, it's not my place to say or do anything."

Diana had watched Cassie leave her apartment that day and they hadn't talked about it since. Every day she had to push back the knowledge of what she had done.

It had been hard at first, but as she watched Richard with her son – and surely but slowly fall in love with him—the secret had felt like it didn't exist. Richard was Greyson's father and that was that. At least that was all it was before Cassie had shipped Celeste to Chance Harbor and her best friend's imminent return came upon them. The only thing that kept her going was the knowledge that Greyson was firmly and securely in love with Phoebe.

This town didn't need the Blake-Conant curse above them. That damage had already occurred two decades earlier.

Celeste reached into the hiding spot and grabbed her mother's book of shadows. No one knew that she had it, except of course her mother, and that was the way things had to be. The key to everything was in this book. Answers to every question the circles had ever asked.

"Like who my father is," Celeste said to herself. Cassie had kept a few secrets to herself and Celeste didn't know much about her mother's past except for their Balcoin lineage and the fact that Cassie had attended Columbia university after moving to Chance Harbor.

Cassie had told her about magic and all of its drama to a certain extent. Learning that her mother had been caught in three different love triangles had been news and that was where she was focusing her efforts now. Apparently Adam and Jake had both tried to earn her affection, and the book dedicated several pages to the Blake-Conant prophecies.

Though she couldn't deny her thoughts, the last thing she wanted to believe was that she was Margaux's sister. Still, her mother had named her Celeste as in celestial, as in stars and the book clearly said that the two lines were made for each other; written in the stars. It was the only hint to the question she wanted answered.

"Are you my father, Adam?" Of course the only person she was talking to was herself; and the picture of her mom with Adam from when they dated briefly in high school. She might be here on a mission for her mother, but Celeste had a mission of her own.