POV: Zayla
Well, the weekend is over. I'm back home. I think my mom was going to have a mental breakdown had I stayed the night with Damon again. Last night I came home and Mom and I had a good long talk.
I still hadn't answered any of her questions and then we had that argument. Randy was there as usual to play peacekeeper. Most of the time Randy is our bridge. I answered all of her questions. She's worried about my heat and I get that. I'm not worried but I'm mostly just nervous and scared about it.
Everyone has been very careful in what they say and think around me. They know that I can read their minds now and they get almost stuck in their thoughts when they see me. It's like they don't know what to do. I keep having to explain that I don't pay attention much to their thoughts.
