Anabel took the cup and took a small drink. It wasn’t something she could drink a lot of, it almost made her sick. “Ew what is that?” she said putting the cup aside. “Mud tea, but you will get your stomach right; I can feel those butterflies fly around.” He half-smiled.
“I’m always nervous.” She said shaking her head. “If it wasn’t for my friends and the Angels, I would have never made it through the war.”
“You were in the war?” his eyes narrowed. “Only Angel Elites are in the war, are you one of those?”
Anabel looked at him, something about him told her to trust him but she didn’t. “I was supposed to be, but I guess not.” She said lowering her head. “They put me with my twins, and then I’m here and I have no idea where the twins are
