"How do you know Dexton?" I ask and everybody goes silent. Dexton looks at Leo, his smile fading.
"How do you know Dexton?" I ask again, fearful and anxious of what I may get of an answer. 'Did all of them tell him? Or he knew it all along? Did he know even before I got to know? What is actually going on!?'
Suddenly I start to get the memories from every time he saved me. Every time he reached me even when Lance used to encase me far away. Every time when my friends questioned Lance about sniffing me and his answer used to be the same, "Your dear friend there beside you knows better." What was all that? Just my luck or his enhanced strengths to reach me. What if ...what if!.. No! If he is not one of them, if he was then he would have told me, or even not that then I would've noticed it.
