The girls didn't notice Zandro coming, and he heard about their conversation. They only noticed him when they saw them already sitting across them.
"What are you girls talking about? If it was about Zara's dare, I guess it would be right for me to join the conversation. It apparently concerned my child and me. So, you must also have to hear what I think about it." Zadro looked at Zara and Dennise.
He knew that they felt awkward for them. It would be just like the killer and the victim, creating a plan to do the murder literally. However, for him, they didn't have to put it that way. They didn't have to feel that way.
Nevertheless, for Zara, it was literally that. Every time she had to think about it, she wanted to burst out in tears. She was dreading day by day that she might lose Zandro. Zara was tormented on that thought every night, that she could even barely sleep.
