It’s been three years since I have been back to Salem. Three years since I left it all behind. I have avoided going back because of my sister, Hallow. And as much as I have missed her, I haven’t missed my three best friends who pounced on her the minute I was on that fucking plane. But this weekend, I’m not going back for Hallow. No. My eyes cast down to the invitation in my hand and a slow smirk pulls at my lips. I’m going back for Miss Hartley, my old teacher.