Lyra's POV
“Mother!” Eleanor yelled as her eyes met mine. I smiled weakly as she hugged me. I stood on the doorstep for a while before shutting the door and walked inside, holding her.
My mother was in the kitchen, I could hear her making something. “Lyra, you have finally returned. How was your- oh, why do you look so tired?” she asked as I walked into the kitchen.
I rested my back on the wall, “My boss was one of the worst people I've met in my life. It's just my first day and he was desperately trying to find flaws in me.”
She chuckled and continued cooking, allowing me to rant all I want.
“The place was filled with so many weirdos. And just when I thought my day couldn't get worse, I managed to get on the nerves of the only person who spoke normally to me!”
“Did you? You're so cl
