“Yes, Helen was my teacher,” April confirmed with a soft nod.
My heart fluttered and years of questions rose to my throat. I swallowed them down and settled for a bright smile.
“Where is she? I need to find her and talk to her,” I said.
April’s eyes fell and she shook her head.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know where she is. It has been years since I’ve heard from her at all. She hasn’t even reached out to me in my dreams,” she said somberly.
I bit my lip and glanced at Soren quickly.
April hadn’t heard from Helen in years, but she’d been able to reach out to me in my dreams as recently as a few days ago. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come to Miltern. Was it the curse that kept her from talking to April or was it something else that allowed her to communicate with me?
I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. My heart sank and I looked down.