July 11th, 1888
Mr. Langley,

— MJ is MAGICAL —
Mistakes are one thing—the word insinuates that they can be forgiven in time, yet I'm confident those around me will continue to remind me of my sins for the rest of my life. My journey is not to make amends for my wrongdoings, but to learn to live with them. Society is not very forgiving to women who make fools of themselves.
Your offer remains in my mind, though I hope it's not one I'll have to take advantage of. For too long I've survived off the generosity of others; no longer do I wish to be a charity case.
Aren't you aware that I placed a curse upon St. Mungo's before I was oh-so-unfairly terminated? I cursed all its employees—healers, healers-in-charge, and maintenance included!—with my gracelessness. (I'm kidding.)
Sincerely,
Bella Scrimgeour
Bella Scrimgeour

— MJ is MAGICAL —