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❝ there is no peace in revenge. ❞
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ENOLA WAS SO CIRCULAR; she lived the same slow cycles of joy and misery over and over, never learning. Every lesson in the universe had to be taught a billion times and it just never stuck. Maybe it was good that she forgot every lesson, every good and bad memory, every triumph and failure, all of it dying with each generation. Perhaps this cultural amnesia spared her life. Perhaps if she remembered everything, her hope would finally die.
"Finally you pick up your phone. I have been trying to get a hold of you for days." Cami huffed. "Way to leave a girl hanging."
"I know. I should have called you back. I didn't want to worry you." Davina confessed. "I just—things are complicated."
"Yeah, well, word on the streets—and by streets I mean Josh—is that you have gone totally MIA." Cami expressed. "Seriously. Are you okay? Where are you?"
"I'm fine. I'll be back soon. I promise." Davina said. "And thanks for calling. It's good to hear your voice."
Hidden amongst the crowd with a small shred of hope that had yet to be distinguished were Enola and Klaus. They were admittedly eavesdropping on the phone conversation a few feet away. She had been struggling with vampirism and he was more than willing to help. She was a little confused when he dragged her out onto the busy streets of New Orleans to stalk Cami. Though it all made perfect sense when Davina called. After it was revealed that the harvest girl quite literally had Mikael the destroyer on a leash, she had been in hiding.
"What do you hear?" Klaus inquired, earning a deep grimace from Enola at the loud noises surrounding. "Concentrate."
"I am trying," Enola groaned.
"Not hard enough," Klaus tsked.
Enola groaned in frustration. She closed her eyes and shut off the rest of her senses before completely focusing on Cami and Davina. Her ears twitched as she picked up a plethora of sounds just from this one phone call.
"Cicadas," Enola blurted. "I heard cicadas."
"And?" Klaus pushed.
"And terns," Enola finished, opening her eyes.
"Well done," Klaus smiled softly. "However, the church bells were the giveaway."
