After a few more days of playing cat and mouse with Jay, he seemed to have faded away into the background. It was probably because of midterms, but I was more than happy about it anyway. I stopped panicking, and I could get to study and indulge in my boring life in peace.
It was currently noon on Saturday, and I was walking up the stairs to my room. Most of my siblings were studying at the dining table downstairs, but they'd soon started to ditch their books for their phones instead. I'd given up studying with them when Juana and Rosa started talking to each other.
A sigh left my lips when I got to the top and started making my way through the hallway to my room, but I paused when I heard a familiar sound. I walked back a bit until I was standing in front of Wyatt's door.
Is he crying a
