HELENA.
I sucked in a deep breath. “I remember I saw an old woman there, and I told my friends Emily and Oliver that I did but they never saw her. The old woman was always there, watching us.” Watching me. I leaned back in my chair.
“One day, I was alone, reading about Alexander Hamilton. She came up behind me and whispered something. ‘Destiny’. It was weird, and after that, she just disappeared. I never saw her again.”
Old and frail. Wearing a pink nanny dress. She was beautiful, even in old age. I didn't know who she was, and I probably didn't even dare ask. After she did that, I didn't think too much about that single word until now. Was my destiny tied to the stupid library?
“Damn… that is actually creepy.” Caleb muttered. I snapped my head at him.
“That's not even the worst.”
