~Lyra~
Knock knock.
A polite knock came from the front door.
I turned my head and found Kai standing at the threshold. One hand rested casually in his pocket; the other held a small box. “Lyra,” he greeted softly. “I came to apologize… on Mira’s behalf.”
Kai stepped inside without waiting for my permission, “Laying hands on you—that was unacceptable. I’ve already spoken to her. It won’t happen again.”
He opened the box. Inside was a diamond necklace—delicate and radiant, “I remember you said you liked diamonds.”
I didn’t take it. “If your sister truly wanted to apologize, she’d be the one standing here. Not you.”
I stood, intent on ending the conversation, but Kai reached for my arm—stopping me, “You’re still guarding yourself from me, aren’t you?”
“You’re overthinking.”
“Am I? Ba
