Ayla's povMy eyes bore into Carla, demanding answers. "Why is Calyx texting you? Answer me, Carla!" I yelled, but she didn't even flinch.As I glared at her, the fact that she doesn't even look shaken baffled me. What is wrong with me? Why am I having such dark thoughts about my sister?"Hand me back my phone," she snapped, irritation coloring her voice. I hesitated, conflicted by mixed feelings. Since when did they maintain such a relationship? Carla had never hidden her dislike for Calyx.Brrrrrrg… Brrrrrrg…The sudden beep of my phone shook me from my thoughts. I retrieved it from my pocket, eyes fixed on the caller ID.“It's Calyx,” I mumbled. My gaze remained on Carla as I answered. “Hey.” the word eased out of my lips dryly.“I'm sorry for keeping you out, Ayla. I promise I was caught up with something important,” he explained.“You don't have to apologize for that, I heard.” I said in one short breath, relieving him of the stress of explanating.“Great! Then this is a good tim
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