Page 162 of The Blairville Legacies

I quickly wroteQuatura?

She stared at me for some seconds, as if it had occurred to her again that she couldn’t actually trustanyonehere, then she wrote again.Yes...

My condolencesI meant it as I wrote it.

Where did I end up here?

Welcome to Blairville??

She rolled her eyes.

My life has been a mess since I got here.

She looked at me in despair as the sunlight that seemed to be coming from behind our house broke in her eyes. I looked at the two colors which, along with the many freckles around her nose, made her look special.

I blinked and wroteThen that makes two of us??

Stop with the stupid smileys

I grinned again.

What do you have against smileys?

She wrote, with a slight smile on her lips.

They are just inappropriate.

Whatever you say??

I enjoyed annoying this girl.

She wrote again without me having to ask her for it, which made me not regret something in my lifefor once.

Tonight, 11pm, I’m supposed to go somewhere where they want to do something with me.

Concern rose in my chest. She had just been let in on all this crap, and now she was already supposed to join them. Probably because there was a full moon today.

I’m planning to run away.She continued to write.

I laughed, earning her raised eyebrows, then wrote again.

If it were that easy, I would have left here long ago.

She looked at me questioningly.

You can’t just leave.I continued to write.

Are you trying to stop me?

I had to grin again.

I’d like to help you, to be honest.

You? Helping me?

Her expression was full of disbelief. And that although I had already helped her a few times.

Yes, then I have one problem less??

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