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3.3| Where he belongs
Nyra felt distressed that Darcy would be worried about her. At the same time she didn't want Darcy to do something unnecessary 'like cleaning them up'. She could only assure him repeatedly and promise to reach out if they tried anything. "Alright, sleep well. Don't forget to call me if you need me," he reminded when they reached the house. This time he parked the car right in front of the door so Nyra won't have to walk all the way back. Nyra picked up the food bag with a smile and nodded, "Okay. Drive safely. Text me when you reach." Nyra made a half circle in front of the car as the door was on the other side. Before she rang the bell, something came to her mind. She turned around to see Darcy looking at her through the open window of his car. Biting her lip, Nyra made up her min
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