CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V

I locked myself in my room immediately I came back from school. Mom had tried to talk to me but I did not listen to her. Nan had also tried to get me to talk to her but I ignored them both. Somehow, those two were in cohort. I never knew they were friends; though Mom was rarely home anyway. I noticed the continued absence of my father at home. I refrained from asking. He is a grownup man; he would find his way home. He was probably stewing somewhere having loosed to Mom for the first time in his life.

I occupied myself with my compu