Lyra
DAYS LATER
Father’s surgery day finally came.
I’d been counting down to it, and I couldn't wait for it to be over.
I rubbed my palms together, trying my best to stay steady, but it was futile. My fingers kept trembling.
Liam was with me in the waiting room.
He hadn’t said to me much since we got here.
Over the last few days, since he came back from wherever he went, he’d barely spoken to me either. I had tried several times to bring up the topic of the organization, but every single time I did, he would change the subject and tell me to rest and take care of myself.
He was avoiding the conversation, and it made me very uneasy.
Lewis’s words kept replaying in my head.
Could he be right?
Would Liam change?
Would he choose Elena over me?
I shook my head to get rid of that s
