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Niylah’s POV

I was trying to get the whole talk out of my head, like why would Henry care for me? Why is he suddenly acting strange? I sat down on the couch, my hands rummaging through the contents of my cross bag while my gaze remained fixed on the floor, thinking of how to appreciate him.

He doesn't even look like someone waiting for my appreciative message. He looks so serious with his phone in hand, as if he's arguing with someone. Liam and the rest were also seated, each with their phone. I'm the only one who seems not to have a phone among them. Alex had gotten me one earlier, but I hadn't registered it, so I couldn't carry it along.

The house door rang, and immediately, Catherine stepped inside, her eyes bulging out of tears. I wondered if she still went to cry more wherever she went. She looks surprised to see Liam and the rest sitting, they all looked up to greet her, but she was only staring at them without answering.

"Liam!" She screamed, getting Liam flinched on his ph