She felt like she was overstepping, unwanted. Zyra did not even pause to say goodbye to Shylah as she burst through the front door and took off.The ruckus from upstairs did not go unnoticed by those below. Shylah's heart was heavy with worry, but calling out to Zyra seemed futile.Radman watched her retreat, a slight smirk playing on his lips, but he remained silent."Rad, Zyra's your friend, isn't she? Aren't you going to go after her?"Shylah knew her son's moods all too well. Zyra must be in a bad place after their exchange, and it worried her that the girl might do something rash.Radman lounged on the couch, the picture of calm. "Don't worry, Mrs. Stone. Zyra can handle herself."Shylah gave a resigned nod, then, struck by a sudden thought, she asked, "Zyra's gone now. Was there something else you needed?"It seemed Radman had been anticipating it. "Actually, Mrs. Stone, I didn't come just for Zyra today."Suspicion flickered in Shylah's eyes. "What else is it?""Mrs. St
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