Lexi's p.o.v

"Are you comfortable?" Whitney asked softly.

"Yes." I answered.

She brushed my hair backwards then stood up from the bed.

"If you want to talk to me or you have a nightmare, come knock on my door, it's just opposite yours." She said then walked out before I could respond.

I slowly sat upright and stood up from the bed. I wasn't sleepy despite it being late at night and I felt uneasy over what happened in the afternoon.

I had no idea my honesty would make ...