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Aria’s POV
I was getting my clothes out of my bag and putting them in the wardrobe when Annie walked into my new room.
“Hey, roomie. What do you want to do for dinner?” she asked and sat on my bed.
“How about pizza? I haven’t had pizza in ages.”
“Great idea. I will call and order, you finish up and get downstairs,” she said, getting out of bed.
“Deal,” I smiled.
She walked out and I got back to folding my clothes. Annie gave me a guest room. Said this was my home now. Neither one of us wanted to be alone. And we had nobody but each other.
The room was cozy. White walls with a couple of Annie’s paintings on them and a big TV. Double bed in the middle of the room, a small balcony that overlooked the forest. I had my own bathroom with a tub. It was heaven. I would have to come up with a way to properly thank Annie for this. It was more than I could ever ask for.
I finished folding my clothes and sighed. I lost most of my clothes in the fire. I would have to buy some more. But that can wait.
I took my grandma’s letter and all the items that were in a safe under the floorboards of our living room. When we were driving back from the hotel, I told Annie a little bit about why I was in the city and the letter my grandma left me. I promised to tell her everything and show her the letter once we got home. Maybe she could help me figure out what to do now that Claudia is gone.
Annie was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
“Hey. Pizza is on the way,” She smiled at me.
“Great. I’m starving.”
I sat next to her and put all the items on a coffee table.
“Is that the letter?” she asked, sitting up straighter.
“Yeah. Read it,” I said and handed her the letter.
She quickly took it from me and started reading it.
“Who the hell is Claudia Richardson?” she asked when she finished reading. “What prophecy?”
“I wish I knew,” I sighed. “I actually found Claudia. Well, sort of,” I frowned.
“What? Where?”
I told her how I stumbled upon her house by accident and found out she died.
“Fuck,” she mumbled. “What are you going to do now?”
I sighed and leaned back on the couch.
“I have no idea. That nice lady said Claudia has a grandson. He lives there. Maybe I could talk to him. Maybe he knows something.”
She started thinking and then she grabbed my hand, her eyes wide.
“Is her grandson Gabriel Richardson?”
“I don’t know. She didn’t tell me his name. Who is he?” Her reaction surprised me.
“Well, only the hottest guy in the city,” she smirked. “But he is terrifying. Has a bad reputation though. He is a warlock. A powerful one.”
I opened my mouth to ask her a question, but the doorbell interrupted me.
“Pizza is here,” she said and jumped off the couch.
