Halfway through her cool down all of the negativity came rushing back to her. She had run away and been forbidden to return, her own brother had refused to take her in, and now her best friend hated her too. What in Merlins name was Presley supposed to do? Was there really any way to fix this at all? Or would she be lonely for the rest of her miserable life in which Leo would inherit the estate and leave Presley with nothing because he was angry with her?

She pulled on her shorts, hoodie and legwarmers and left the room. Only to start pacing again as soon as she was out. I need somewhere where somebody cares about me. Somewhere that I feel safe and happy. I need to feel happy. The door reappeared and Presley walked into a cosy looking room that smelled of pumpkin. In it were cushy chairs and...her little cousin. "How did you get here?" Presley asked in shock. This was not what she had expected.