Evander's POV
"Your light should be all fixed by now."
I look Mira up and down carefully as I deliver the news. The Omega is just now packing up his toolkit, and the lightbulb in the chandelier is burning brightly.
It was flickering when I first entered the room, but there was something almost… artificial about the way it wasn't working.
Something manufactured.
It's fine. I'd only gone into Mira's room to check on the light and ensure it got repaired swiftly. Now that the task is completed, I turn towards the door, ready to make my way back to Tessa, when Mira suddenly grabs my arm.
"Thanks so much for coming here with me," she says breathily.
My voice remains impassive. "No problem."
"It's very… moving, you know," Mira continues. Her hand starts to creep up my arm. "Your pas
