“Are you serious right now?” she asked skeptically, “I really don’t have anything to go back to in London, so don’t pull my legs like that.”
“I am being serious.” What kind of friend will I be if I am unable to help my friend? “I can talk to my brother Xavier, I am sure he will be able to find a space for you in a law firm here.”
She blinked rapidly. “Really?”
I nodded. Even if he doesn’t find something, which I know isn’t possible, I will talk to Damien about it. I am sure he will be glad to help. “You can stay with me until you are ready to move out.”
Lyra's eyes turned glassy, something that rarely happens. I can count how many times I have seen her cry. As a matter of fact, it is just once, the day her cat died. That was the only day I saw tears in Lyra’s eyes.
She got out of her
