TA-DA! New chapter! I hope you guys are enjoying this so far! To be honest, I am. I really like this story. I hope you do too!

This chapter is also dedicated/written for AMY GRIMM! It's her birthday today! Happy b'day buddy!

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Location: London, England

Day: Tuesday

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Sabrina,

Lets's start at the beginning, shall we?

But first, Sabrina, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry for everything I've put you through, everything you're probably feeling right now. You're probably looking for someone to blame at the moment. That someone is me, Sabrina.

Blame me. Please, just blame me. Accuse me, hate me, do whatever you want, I don't care.

It's what everyone at school's been doing for the past few years anyways.

Yep, that's right. I bet you didn't see that coming, did you?

Oh no! The happy child! What on Earth is she talking about? She was never bullied at school! She had friends! She was always the sociable one in the family. There's no way she could have been treated badly at school, everyone loved her!

Wrong.

I was always happy on the outside, Sabrina. On the outside. Did anyone ever bother to look past my mask? Did anyone ever try to see what lay inside? Did they?

Did you?

The answer is no.

And that, Sabrina, is one of the many reasons why I have chosen to take my life.

It's because nobody seems to care what happened at school. They all thought that since I came home all happy and cheery, then everything must have went well. Even you thought that.

My own sister.

No one bothered to ask if I was doing okay at school. No one. Not a single "How are your classes going," or "Are you getting along with people at your school okay?".

Nothing.

Maybe things would have been different if someone had cared to ask, Sabrina. Maybe I wouldn't have done this if those disgusting people at school hadn't accused me of being something I wasn't. I didn't fit in, and they knew it.

Well, it seems I've run out of space again. The next plane should be in China. You know, the Great Wall? You'll find out more about me in the Land of Dragons. You'll find the box at the last temple.

Goodbye again, Sabrina.

Your little sister,

Daphne.

It wasn't true. It couldn't be.

Why? Why hadn't Daphne told her this? Why hadn't she seen this for herself, realized what was happening before it was too late?

She was stupid. So, so, stupid. At this very moment, she hated herself more than anyone else in the world.

If only she had asked. If only she had seen past Daphne's veil, maybe she could have prevented all this from happening, prevented the loss of her little sister.

Sabrina hadn't realized she was crying until she felt a tear slide down her cheek.

She was sitting on the bed in her hotel suite. The had driven back here after they found the note, and checked into the Oak Lodge. She hadn't even bothered to unpack, she'd just gone straight to a bedroom and closed the door, needing to read the note by herself first.

Puck seemed to understand. He had left her alone.

Until now.

The door to the bedroom opened, and in walked Puck. He had put on a black shirt and jeans, but beneath the new clothing, Sabrina saw how devastated and anxious he was.

He came and sat on the bad beside her, not saying anything. For some unknown reason, she found this comforting. He knew when she needed to talk, and when she didn't feel like saying anything. He was her best friend.

Sabrina felt him slip a hand into her own, the one that wasn't holding the note. It was only then that she noticed she was shaking, only when she saw how still and steady his firm hands were compared to hers.

Puck gently took the note from her other hand, and she looked away as he read it.

She couldn't watch his face. Not when there would be so much raw emotion evident on his face. Not when he was as shaken and unstable as she was.

How did he feel about this? About the note? Was he as upset as she was? Did he feel the same way, so lost and confused?

She looked up at his face and saw that his eyes were wet too, and this immediately brought a fresh wave of tears to her eyes. She couldn't stand seeing him like this. Not now, when he looked so vulnerable, so fragile.

He dropped the note onto the bed, and for a few moments he sat, staring intently at the white wall in front of him, as if just by looking at it, he could somehow receive all the answers to this mystery. As if by staring hard enough, the wall would somehow give him everything he wanted to know.

He stood up abruptly, startling Sabrina. He pulled her up and gave her a tight hug before pulling away and looking at her face.

"Get changed. We're going out."

Sabrina stared at him, shocked. "Going-going out where?" she asked, voice still shaking slightly.

Puck's gaze shifted from her eyes to the open window. He shrugged.

"I don't know, just away from here. Away from all this. Let's forget about this for a while, okay? We can't keep feeling so depressed all the time. It's not good for us. So let's go out. Sightseeing, travelling, eating. I don't know, just anywhere."

Sabrina looked at him for a while. Even though she knew that she could never forget about all this, even if she wanted to, she found the idea appealing. It had been such a long time since she had gotten the chance to enjoy herself. The past few days had been nothing but guilt and sadness and anxiety. She needed to get away from all the commotion in her head, away from all this madness and chaos.

She couldn't enjoy herself completely. Of course, there would always be that nagging feeling that reminded her exactly why they were in London in the first place, and not back home safely in New York. There would always be the constant worry, and fear, and uncertainty.

But she couldn't stay this way. She needed a way out, away from everything. And right now, Puck seemed like her way out.

Even though she had never really thought about it, he was always there for her. Always there to brighten her day, no matter what. And right now, she needed him to do just that.

"Alright, let's go."