Lyra’s POV
Mason's texts held me back, I was just about to leave school when my phone vibrated. He wanted me to come over, if I would like to. I didn't have anything to do at home, so why not?
We sat beside each other on the couch, knees barely touching. He was scrolling through his phone, thumb moving absentmindedly, while I stared at nothing in particular. The television was on, but neither of us was watching.
I cleared my throat. “You’re quiet.”
He glanced at me quickly, then smiled. “I’m fine.”
He always said that.
And every time he did, something in me tightened.
I nodded slowly.
“Okay.” I stretched the word longer than expected.
I had come over because he asked me to. Because he said he missed me, and he promised everything was fine. Maybe for him, it was.
The moment I st
