Alexa’s P.O.V
I’d always been a composed person but today, I felt all jittery.
Even though Mrs. Hixon was probably the kindest woman I’d met so far, other than my own mother, I sort of felt ashamed for being part of this façade. Seriously, how could Mr. Hixon have let this lie get to this? It was bad enough that when I’d left my apartment, I’d spotted a few people taking pictures of Araminta and I.
When I’d moved here, the main objective had been to stay out of the limelight! And yet, here I was in the exact position that I so desperately wanted to avoid. I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle this, even though I’d been promised anything I wanted just to keep up with this hocus pocus.
