~ Sylara's POV ~I didn't go to school right away because I wanted to put my parents at ease. I knew they'd be worried about me with no means of reaching me.Jude had offered to take me home, but I had declined, saying I could go home myself. I took a cab home, ignoring the sharp pain between my thighs.In fact, my whole body still aches. And yet, after everything, he had treated me like I was… nothing. Like I barely mattered.When I entered the house, I was expecting my parents to rush over to me to ask where I had spent the night, but to my surprise, they didn't look bothered at all.They were seated calmly at the dining table, eating cornflakes like it was just another morning."Mom… Dad," I whispered their names.Their eyes shifted to me."I see you're back," my mom said flatly, not even bothering to look up.My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag as I nodded slowly, confusion swirling in my chest. Why were they so calm? Why didn’t they care that I hadn’t come home last n
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