Page 161 of The Blairville Legacies

I do, but they’re on vacation??

She rolled her eyes, but continued writing.

What do you want?

I hesitated for a moment, then wrote:Find out how you are.

She looked at me unsympathetic and put the notepad down on her legs.

Well, crap. I had to keep writing.

Honestly.

She seemed to think very briefly, then angled her legs again so she could write on the pad.

Shitty.

What else did I expect? Certainly not that she was about to hug a tree out of pure joy.

Because of Ems?I briefly wondered if I really wanted to remind her, but sooner or later it would happen anyway.

Bay drew a question mark.

Emely,I wrote.

She looked tense, then eyed me. I was curious what was going through her head.

You’re one of them, too, aren’t you?She wrote on the note, still clearly tense.

The thought hurt me a little, because the last thing I wanted to be wasone of them.

I hesitated too long, because another note pressed against the window.

A werewolf...

She really did make me laugh.

You’ll never see me as such a beast, I promise.

She looked at me suspiciously. Was there something else in her gaze?Fear?

I wrote,I’m sorry if I frighten you. That is not my intention.

I remembered what curse I had inside me and all the things I could do to her, that I was more than dangerous.

Right now, I don’t know what I should really be afraid of.

Bay looked at me with sadness, her eyes shining slightly, as if she were close to tears again.

She seemed to want to write something else.

There was a woman here earlier.

I knew immediately who she was referring to.

She said I was a...Bay paused and looked down at the note.

I forgot the word,she finally wrote on a new sheet. Next to her were the other written sheets in a messy pile.

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