Lyra's POV
I struggle to stifle my sobs when I remember the guy at the club.I wonder if he's still alive and if I'll ever be able to live with the fact that a man died because of my reckless actions.
I was furious,yeah,but is that enough reason to kiss another guy?The thought of it makes me utterly disgusted with myself.
How could I have been so careless,so thoughtless?Each passing moment I'm haunted by the image of his face.
With a tight fist,he started the engine,his jaw clenched,gripping the steering wheel like he was ready to tear it off the dashboard.He was beyond furious.
He zoomed off at a breakneck speed,and my heart leaped into my throat.I gripped the door tightly,my eyes squeezed shut in terror,feeling every twist and turn of his driving.
My knuckles turned wh
