Lyra’s POV
“My Lady, are you okay? You have been spacing out for hours now.” Celia asked sadly, gently tapping my shoulder as I faced her.
“Celia, there's a problem,” I said seriously, and her eyes widened as she quickly took her seat across from me.
“My Lady, what is it?” She asked anxiously.
“I don't know, but right now, I think I'm in a big mess.” I frowned.
“Umm… I believe there is nothing like a problem for you when you have Alpha Ranio and his brother to take care of you.” She said with a deep sigh and I shook my head immediately.
“That's the problem! That's the problem. I don't want them to come close to me. Can't they stay far away from me?” I asked as anxiety lingered in my eyes.
I couldn't help but showcase my insecurities to Celia, and she gave me a long, intent stare.
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