Lyra’s POV
The quiet stillness of the room settled over me like a suffocating weight, and yet the world outside continued without hesitation. The muted light filtering through the window did nothing to soften the ache in my chest. Kaida was gone.
There were no words to capture the hollow emptiness that had taken root inside me. I could feel it in every breath I took, each one a painful reminder of what we had lost, what I had lost.
I sat beside Diego, the weight of his grief pressing down on me like an anchor.
His hands were clenched tightly in his lap, his gaze fixed on the floor, the darkness of his pain reflected in his eyes.
He had lost so much more than I had. His wife, his partner, the mother of his child. How could he keep going without her? I couldn’t even begin to underst
