POV: Zayla
"Zayla come down here for a minute. I need to talk to you for a second!" My mom yells for me while I sit in my bedroom doing my homework. "Coming!" I yell out as I set my pen and notebook down I was doing math equations on.
I walk downstairs to see what my mom wants to talk about. "Mom where are you!" I call out. "In the kitchen!" I walk into the kitchen to find her and Miranda sitting there. Oh no. Did she tell? I pry into their thoughts. I'm not getting side-blind if this has to do with Damon. "I hope she won't be too mad. I didn't mean it." I hear in Miranda's head. "Have I been too hard on her? Does she feel she can't trust me?" Mom questions herself. That made me feel bad. If only she knew just how much I have kept from her. I only did it to protect them.
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