RUBY [Mom is here.] I sent that message to Wyatt on the way home, of course, with Mom because we were in her car. However, there was no answer even after we almost reached my house. Wyatt might be busy with Austin, so he was away from his phone. And I should have called him as this was urgent. But I couldn't, as I had to attend the conversation with Mom. "So this is where you live," Mom said beside me after we made a turn onto a street toward my house, which was a few meters ahead. "Yes. The house is number thirty-four." Soon, we arrived at the house. My heart was beating wildly as we stepped out of the car. Oh, God! What should I do? "Your house is nice," Mom commented, but my mind was already elsewhere. It was as if my body and mind weren't in sync, and my legs moved without my will, simply following Mom's steps. "Should I ring the bell?" Mom's question snapped my mind from my thought, and only then did I realize we had stood on my doorway. But when I was about to enter th
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