Chapter 40

The room was quiet when I got in. Syb briefly removed her attention from her phone to shoot me a glance. Then after a beat, she looked back at me, doing a double take.

"You're back," she said.

"It appears."

There was a stretch of silence. Walking over to my bedside, I dropped my bag down and sat on the narrow bed, taking off my shoes.

Syb cleared her throat. "Miss Angela asks of you every day."

My heart seized. Pushing down the panic starting to rise in my gut, I said indifferently, "Really?"

"Yes."

"Then I'm sure you told her my whereabouts."

There was a pause. "If by whereabouts you mean your brief exile, then yes."

I blinked. "What?"

She sighed then placed her headphones back over her ears. "Covered up for you. Try to keep up, dummy."

Shock travelled through me. Then my brows creased. Why the hell would she do that? Even knowing she couldn't hear me, I said slowly, "Thank you..."

After a moment, I