Casey wandered miserably to the room of requirement, she just wanted a place where she could think in peace. Once inside Casey found a relatively small room, but not cramped, with a plush bean bag and a lit fire opposite it. She plopped down in the bean bag and closed her eyes, letting the dancing flames bathe her in a soothing warmth. There was so much filling her mind that she could not make sense of any of it. Her hand tightly gripped a letter that she had recently received from her father.

To Casey,

I know you are at school but perhaps you would like to visit soon. You are greatly missed here. I suppose that you would like to go somewhere just for a day? You and me... Perhaps London? Write me soon.

Dad

A single tear rolled down her cheek as she reread the letter. It was a short letter, yes. But she didn't know what to do. Last time she had visited it hadn't ended so well, she didn't want that to happen again. But perhaps, just maybe, things would be different this time around. She wanted to believe that it could be different, but she wasn't so sure. Her mind was full of thoughts that refused to leave. She had yet to follow Kaden's and Circe's advice, she still didn't want to. She couldn't. It was all such a mess she didn't know what to think anymore.