Milo POV
We hardly speak to one another all day. It feels awful that we could have been tricked like that. Awful to have fallen for it.
And, honestly, it feels shitty to know that Cassian wasn’t who I thought he was. Because I really did like him. A lot. That conversation we had about our emerging harem—I wasn’t messing around. I was really excited about this.
I still have Lyra, of course. But it’s different now. It’s as if some fundamental building block of our foundation has been taken away.
Can it be that we needed Cassian? That the two of us aren’t complete without him?
When we stop for the night, I take her in my arms and kiss her. She returns my kiss passionately, almost frantically, and I get the feeling she’s just as desperate to drive away the day’s events as I am.
The firs
