XYRA'S POV
Xyra's words made somewhere in my heart tug. I wouldn’t be exaggerating if I said that words about Clara hit me like a rogue pebble on the sidewalk. "She's really good for you," she said again, throwing me a sidelong glance. My stomach did a double flip. What did that even mean?
"I mean, yeah, Clara's cool," I mumbled, feeling my face heat up. We got along, sure, but it wasn't just that. Clara was a burst of sunshine, someone who could make the library feel like a party. Me? I was the guy who knew every line from that weird sci-fi movie, the one who could dissect a plot twist like a surgeon. And Xyra, well, she was… different. We were like two sides of the same coin, and I guessed that was what made it exciting. But I wasn't quite sure if I understood what she was trying to ex
