Sadie

This must be a dream...

Or something. I don’t know. At this point, I am just surprised that my ‘speech’ saved me and Anya and I didn't get beaten up!

After that, The maid, aunt Beth as Anya likes to call her, agreed. The guards were still suspicious about it but seeing how Anya was begging for it, they let it go, but they are still onto me. Although the walk to the back of Anya’s home is short, it felt almost like forever because of the guards. They shoot glares down at me, and I'm like a puppy who’s called a bad dog. It’s a shame I called...