Romans & histoires Wordgirl Becky Angry

I narrowed my eyes and focused on burning a hole through her with my gaze. “What are you talking about?” I all but growled. Adalyn’s smile furthered. “I know the name of the girl. Her name is Becky, and she works for Cassandra Keller. They have a clinic not too far from the palace. You can reach it easily on foot.” So, the angel woman of my dreams had a name. Becky. I simply stared at Adalyn. Surely, she wasn’t telling me all of this out of kindness or consideration.