After the funeral, I walked into my bedroom and saw an envelope with my name on it lying on my dresser. With shaky hands, I opened it and read.
If you’re reading this, it means that I’m dead. It’s now up to you to carry on our family tradition. I should’ve told you our secret a long time ago.
You’re a witch.
Find the women in the enclosed photograph, and keep it safe. The two women are your grandmother and her sister. They can help you through this.
I love you,
An enormous smile spread across Astrid’s face.