The Return | Winx Club

chapter twenty-six |special|

2 months later...

Dear Family,

Mom, Dad and Miele. How are you guys? I miss you guys so much and I'm sorry, especially you Miele. I know you've been trying to call me multiple times. I'm sorry that I haven't talked or had any form of communication with any of you, I know I made the three of you worried sick. Please, forgive me.

I am writing this letters because I felt much more comfortable to be done this way than using a phone since Helia also used to write letters to his parents and I wanted to try to get my emotions out on a paper than screaming through a device, even though I miss your voices and I want to hug all of you. We'll meet soon.

Mom, Dad. My emotions got the better of me and made me want to lock myself up and never get out because I feel everything has been my fault. Please, do not worry, Helia took care of me and I'm much better.

Lili's is doing very well too. Mom, you were right, we found out she has a lot more of potential, little as she is. I'll go in much more details later.

It's been years since I fought in a battle. I didn't predict that going back to it was going to be so tough and harsh. I know you always told me to be cautious and not to go too hard. I still have bruises, but I'm healing.

You might question yourself, ‘But Flora, what happened?’

Eh, it's actually a long crazy, and sad, story, so bear with me and be patient as I write all of this.

Let me begin from the start: Remember how I was so excited to finally reunite and spend some time with the other Winx and the Specialists? Well, it did not end up the way we expected.

You probably have heard what was going around a few weeks ago about the Trix being set free by someone anonymous and unfortunately caused immediate chaos to some planets, including Magix, as Faragonda informed us.

How could they let this happen? Why did they not pay more attention like they were supposed to? How could they let this happen and not do anything about it instantly? I always asked this questions to myself because at the time I did not want to go back using my powers since I have a daughter and I definitely did not want her involved in any of the current situations and have the probability that the children will be in danger.

My head went through a lot of overthinking.

I saw a lot of crazy weird things.

It all started when I went to Gardenia. Remember? I even visited you the day before, very excited. First of all, the house we stayed in was absolutely flawless and clean. It was neat on the first day but having nine kids running around, you can already imagine the chaos.

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In the mansion of the Winx and Specialists, it was rare to have peace nor quiet.

“Blake, stop,” Bloom said, grumbling, as she was trying to get the biscuit jar away from her son and to put it on a higher shelf and he started crying, letting himself fall on the floor. “Here he goes.”

“Oh, dear skies of Solaria, Celeste, what did you do?!” Stella cried out desperately, as she glimpsed her daughter slightly covered in dirt.

“Mud!” Celeste responded, putting up her hands which were packed with additional ground dirt.

The light fairy groaned in anger. “Brandon!”

“Yeah?” He appeared in the kitchen. “What's going on?”