#Chapter 377: The Fortune Teller

Nina The festival was a colorful mosaic of laughter, music, and twinkling lights. Enzo and I meandered through the crowd, our hands entwined, taking in the sights and sounds of the lively summer event. The air was filled with the aroma of street food and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore. We kept walking for a long time, pausing at various stalls to look at trinkets. I bought a handmade sketchbook and some pencils for Lori, a necklace for Jessica, and a hoodie that just screamed ‘Luke’. Enzo bought a couple of things for the hockey team back in Mountainview, and with our arms laden with our new purchases, we kept moving. As we paused to watch a group of dancers twirling in sync to music, I leaned closer to Enzo. “Do you sense any werewolves or other supernaturals here?” I asked, a playful tone in my voice. Enzo seemed taken aback for a moment, then he scanned the crowd with a hint of amusement in his eyes. “No, I don’t think so. Why, do you?” I shook