Chapter 015: The Care

After a long, dreamless night, Lyra finally awoke the next morning, only to find her injured leg neatly wrapped and bandaged by Dante. She sat up and touched the wrapped spot with a calm surprise on her face, looking around the room at the same time to check if he was close by. She relented and sighed when she saw that she was alone.

She yawned deeply with a palm over her mouth.

Then she paused, reflexively lifting her head towards the wall clock.

"7: 40 am? Oh my God," she whispered furtively, pulling off the blanket over her body at once and stepping down from the bed simultaneously.

Lyra ambled into the bathroom as fast as she could, still feeling the pain from the leg. It took her twice as much time as it would usually take for her to get there.

Then, in one confused moment, she stopped at the entrance to stare helplessly at the closed, slippery space, not knowing how best to beat the time while still carrying the burden of her injury.

As if to answer her questions, her eyes sud