Chapter 27

"No need to thank me," Dexter waved casually. "If you really want to show your thanks, then be my friend." Celestia blinked, a little caught off guard. Seeing her pause, Dexter added, "What? Not okay?" She hesitated for a few seconds. She knew he and Jareth had some kind of connection, but with all the help Dexter just gave her, turning him down felt too cold. So she nodded. "No, it's fine. Of course." "Cool. Then, friend, see you next time." Dexter's grin was bright and warm like spring sunshine, instantly brushing away some of the heaviness pressing on her chest. She suddenly felt a bit lighter. Celestia watched his car disappear for a long while before she finally turned and headed inside. It was late. The Carrington estate was completely silent. Not wanting to wake anyone, she kept the lights off and carefully felt her way through the house, hand brushing against the walls as she headed to her room. The moment she pushed open her bedroom door, an unexpected beam of harsh light hit