Lyra
Liam told me to leave.
So I left.
He gave me my freedom, just like I asked. He let me go, just like I wanted.
So why did it hurt? Why did I feel like I’d lost something important? Why did I feel so shitty?
Because this is goodbye, a voice, not Laika’s, said in my head. Goodbye for real.
The omega servants and guards lining the hallways looked up as I passed. Their eyes were wide, filled with curiosity and pity. I just knew they had heard the argument, or at least parts of it, and goddess knew what was going through their minds now.
I hoped they wouldn’t gossip about me once I was gone. I couldn’t bear to have the bitter memory of my last day in this house staining the walls.
Gods, I wanted to disappear.
I exited the pack house and made a beeline for my car.
Once inside, I lo
