21: Playing with Fire.

Noah’s Pov

The decision I had made kept me up all night and it was not helping that Zaria had gone back to her apartment. While I tossed on my king-size bed, I could not help but think about the outcome of the meeting I had with my father.

As I stepped out of my room, I bumped into my mother, who was dressed up and about heading out.

“Mother?” I called out upon seeing her.

“Sorry, son. I was a ...