Meg halted in her steps and turned back to look at running Angela, "have you not seen Asbeel drinking all day, have you ever seen him drunk?" there was a smug smile on her face.
"Why, is there some secret trick or do both of you drink light cocktails." though she asked, she knew that was not the case.
"You don't need to know that pretty girl. Just walk and move your bum to the car." Meg replied walking again, Angela bit her lip, she was not only a flower vase, she could learn things too. But both Asbeel and Meg treated her like a kid. She wanted to deny it but at last she did as she was told.
Once they settled in the car, Angela decided to give her head's up in case she panicked. She didn't look like the one who would like to go to an orphanage and play with kids or spend time with elderly people.
"Uh Meg, do you know where we are going?"
"Didn't you say we are going to your home!" Meg asked furrowing her brows.
