"I..." She didn't want him to feel ashamed. It wasn't his fault that his mother was a controlling whore, after all.
"I have to go."
And with that, Lyta took off in the opposite direction.
She hoped that he wouldn't follow her. She didn't want to talk about it anymore. She wanted to be alone.
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