Lyra's eyes fluttered open, and she found herself staring up at Amanda's worried face. "Lyra, oh my goodness, it's Aurora! “I didn’t know she's the one at the door: I shouldn't have let her in." I'm sorry. Amanda exclaimed.
Lyra sat up, rubbing her head. She had a pounding headache, and her mind was foggy. But as she looked around, she saw Aurora standing in the corner of the room, a contrite expression on her face.
"Aurora?" Lyra repeated, her voice cautious. "What are you doing here?"
Aurora took a step forward, her eyes cast down at the floor. "Lyra, I came to apologize," Aurora said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was wrong to attack you the other day. I let my temper get the best of me, and I'm truly sorry."
Lyra's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with skepticism. She didn't
