Lyra
I was falling apart.
I closed my eyes, and suddenly I was back at that river years ago. I could still feel the biting cold of the water. Could still see Liam going to save Evelyn. I remembered the heavy darkness as I sank into the water, feeling the life slip away from me.
I lost my baby that night. I saw the blood. I felt the emptiness in my soul when I woke up in that hospital bed, and the doctors told me the fetus was gone.
So how?
How was Xavier mine?
"Are you okay?" Randall asked gently.
“Yes, Lyra. Are you?” Caine asked too from the front seat. I could see his eyes in the rearview mirror. They were filled with pity and anger.
"I'm not okay," I choked out the reply. “How can I be when I have a son with the man who had tried to kill me?"
Fresh tears flooded my eyes.
