Lyra
“Whoa—?”
The voice snapped me out of my daze. I looked up.
“Sophie?”
The figure in front of me blinked. She took a step back, like she was really trying to figure out if I was real. Then she lunged forward and threw her arms around me.
“Oh by the goddess. It’s really you. You are safe.”
Her hug was tight but warm.
“I am. What are you doing here?” I asked.
She didn’t answer me. Instead, she asked her own question, and I felt a tear land on my shoulder as she did.
“Where the hell were you, Lyra?”
She tried to pull back from the hug, but I tightened my grip. I wasn’t sure I could look into her eyes and see those tears without breaking. By the gods, she must have been so scared not seeing me for months.
“I was so…so scared.” She paused and sniffed. “So freaking scared. I w
