Lyra was still standing where Daniel left her.
The room felt too quiet.
Too full of everything she couldn’t sort out.
His words lingered.
“Don’t pretend you don’t feel anything.”
Her chest tightened slightly.
Because that was the problem.
She felt too much.
A soft sound from the window broke her thoughts.
Lyra turned.
And there he was.
Kael.
Stepping inside like the night belonged to him.
Like distance didn’t matter.
Like walls didn’t exist.
Her breath caught slightly.
“You shouldn’t be here,” she said.
But her voice didn’t carry much resistance.
Kael closed the window behind him, his gaze already on her. “You said that before.”
“And you still ignored it.”
“Yes.”
Simple.
Direct.
That was him.
Silence settled between them, but it didn’t stay calm for long.
Because w
