Lyra's POV
Stefan, my first mate, had once filled me with excitement and joy. But his true intentions soon revealed themselves. He slept with me and then callously rejected me, leaving me feeling worthless. He abandoned the city to pursue a music career, but it seemed that endeavor had failed.
I grabbed my purse and rushed for the door, but Stefan caught up to me, spinning me around to face him. His touch was icy, and I felt none of the sparks that once flew between us. I gazed into his brown eyes, which had once captivated me, but now seemed dull and unremarkable. His face, once the epitome of handsomeness, now seemed average and unimpressive.
My heart beat at a slow pace, and the butterflies that once fluttered in my stomach at the sight of him were nowhere to be found. "Runni
