Chapter 108: you can try lifting their spirits

Larissa's viewpoint

I nervously walked into the house and the moment I did, I felt the dark and gloomy energy inside the house. The energy made a chill run down my spine, making me hug my body tightly. I looked around the house and just then, Zyaire walked into the living room, scratching the scruff of his neck as he yawned. The first thing I noticed was that his hair was a mess and his eyes were red and swollen. Zyaire had been crying.

"Zyaire," he halted, then slowly raised his eyes to look at me. His eyes looked lifeless. "Hi," I greeted. He looked at me coldly, then quietly continued walking.

"Zayne won't be able to see you now, he's busy. You can wait in his room or wait here if you wish,"

"What is he doing?" I asked, walking over to join him on the couch. "He sounded very miserable on the phone– your Mom, how is she?"

"She's alive for now,"

I smacked his shoulder scoldingly. "Don't say it like that. You'll make me nervous,"

He chuckled. At least I managed to pull that from him.