Bexley... As in... The Bexley?
I looked the girl up and down. She still had a huge grin spread across her face. I looked into her eyes, and realized just how intense those blues are. Despite that intense-ness, and the current situation... I kind of feel like giggling. Like a giddy feeling is spreading through my body.
"I feel... relaxed." I mumbled.
"Yeah, I have that effect on good people," she replied.
"Good people?" I asked, confused.
"Nevermind that," Bexley said, waving her hand in the air. "We need to get you out of here."
Bexley grabbed my hand, and I quickly yanked it back.
"No, I can't leave!" I shouted. "I have to go get Alessio. Before Adella makes him completely forget about me."
"Okaayyyy," Bexley drawled out. "That's good, because that's where we're headed."
"What?"
