Lyra didn’t stop running until she reached her room.
Her chest burned, her lungs aching from the effort, but the pain inside her heart hurt far more. The hallway blurred as tears finally slipped down her cheeks. She pushed the door open and slammed it shut behind her, locking it quickly before sliding down against it.
The moment she reached the floor, the strength she had been holding onto shattered.
Nyx whimpered softly in her mind.
Lyra…
Lyra covered her mouth with her hand, trying to muffle the sound of her sobs. She had promised herself she would not cry in this place. Not in front of them. Not in front of Kael.
But his words echoed endlessly in her mind.
“Why were you sold by your own father?”
Her chest tightened painfully.
She remembered that day far too clearly.
The warrio
