34.

LYRA

I stirred on the bed feeling morning sunlight around my face making me squint my eyes a low-grown slip from my lips.

My eyes split open feeling my whole body sore and foreign. Memories of yesterday came rushing down making a brush creep on my cheek as I struggled to lift my eye scanning the room for his figure which was nowhere to be found.

I got up biting on my lower lip as the pain surged within me.

I picked up his shirt and put it on before making my way outside the room to find him.

I met him in his study room his attention fully on the phone call he was having which seemed to tense up the environment.

He turned perceiving my presence a small smile tugging on his lips as he motioned for me to come.

I bit on my lower lip fighting back a grin that threatened to slip as I walked to him.

He drew me to him placing a lingering kiss on my forehead drawing completely into him.

"Alright run some checks I'll try and drop by later, we'll see what we can do then,"