Ayla’s POV
“It’s not a big deal for now,” Lydia said, watching me patiently. “Let’s train in the morning, and later in the evening we try shifting”
“Okay?”
“Why are you helping me?” I asked, searching her face for some reaction.
Lydia just smiled. It might not be a pitying sound but it sure did feel like one.
“You’re not the only one without friends here, Ayla. I just felt— look, it’s fine if you want to be alone, I won’t bother you.”
“Do you know about Alex?” I asked.
“I don’t believe what others say.”
“I did it,” I snapped, “I killed her. I wasn’t there when she needed me, Lydia. And I can’t afford another.” My eyes began welling up.
“You didn’t kill—“
“Stop Lydia, you don’t know that so just leave me alone!” I barked. “I don’t need your pity, I don’t want a friendship bui
