I stared at the envelope for what felt like an eternity.
My name was written across the front in Uncle Will's handwriting, and even though the ink had faded with age, I knew those letters immediately.
I had seen them thousands of times. They were on old receipts, handwritten notes, workshop orders, birthday cards, and the journals I had spent so much time reading.
Yet seeing my name written there now felt different.
This wasn't an old note I had already discovered.
This had been waiting for me.
George stood quietly nearby, giving me the space I needed and Jace stayed beside me, his shoulder touching mine.
I looked at the sealed envelope again.
"I don't know if I can open it.” I said as Jace looked down at me.
"You don't have to do it right now." He said.
"I know." I said as I swa
