DEVON'S POV
“She?“
“Yes.“ He looked tentatively at the two of us as if he couldn't bear it if this was some sort of prank. As if he couldn't dare hope that it was true.
“Just to be clear, we are both talking about Lyra, aren't we?“
“Yes.“
“You're saying you know where she is.“
“Yes. At least there's a slim chance that she's not there. A slim one.“
“She's alive?“
“Yes.“
He bowed his head and exhaled harshly. “She's fine, isn't she?“
“Yes. The baby too.“
"Oh, goddess, that's such a sweet relief. I feel so much lighter now. I feel responsible for her, you know? She was like the baby sister I never had.“
Deep inside me, I was just glad she had someone on her side when we were all against her.
“Ok.“ I cut short whatever it was he was going to say next.
“I'm very grateful to you
