Lyra's POV
Kira gave me a pointed look. “He knows. I didn’t tell him, if that’s what you’re thinking. But he’s not stupid. He noticed something was off last night.”
My stomach sank.
Kate leaned back against the tree, arms crossed. “This is going to get complicated.”
“It already is,” I muttered.
They both went quiet, giving me space—but I could feel their eyes. Judging? Maybe. Or maybe just concerned.
I hated this.
The waiting. The silence. The feeling that no matter what I did, someone would get hurt.
Before I could say anything else, a familiar engine sound rolled in through the trees.
Keto.
I stood up slowly, brushing dirt from my pants.
Back to reality.
Kira leaned closer to me with a small smile. “By the way… I was joking earlier.”
I blinked at her. “What?”
She shrugged.
