Kilin shrugged her shoulders, a glimmer of defiance in her eyes. "If you want me to stay away from Wyatt, then guess what? You should stay away from me too. Consider it a deal," she retorted, her voice filled with a newfound confidence.
With those words, Kilin let Keele pull her away. They walked away, leaving Myan standing there, seething with anger and disbelief. Myan watched as Kilin's figure grew smaller, her heart pounding with a mixture of hatred and frustration. She knew she had to do something about it otherwise her tail would continue to grow longer than it should.
Kilin stepped into the car, expecting to see her mom waiting for her. Instead, her uncle Marcus was in the driver's seat. She settled into her seat after putting her satchel in the back. Sensing her distress, Uncle Marcus broke the silence, asking, "Rough day?"
