Chapter 63 – The Cure and Triumph

Lyra

I sat at Kim's bedside, observing her while the antidote I gave her gradually took effect. The room was quiet except for the mild sound of Kim's breathing, which was more steady than it had been in hours.

"Come on, Kim," I said softly, squeezing her hand.

"You can do it. Fight." Kim's eyes twitched wide, as if she had heard my cry. Her eyes, previously darkened with sadness, now carried a spark of life.

"Lyra?" she said, her voice soft but distinct. "What happened?" Relief surged through me, making me dizzy.

"You're okay," I said, tears welling up in my eyes. "It worked.

"You are going to be fine." Kim attempted a little grin. "I told you you could do it," she murmured, squeezing my hand slightly. I let out a teary chuckle.

"Yeah, well, next time maybe don't volunteer to be poisoned, okay?"

"Deal," Kim chuckled and winced slightly. "Ow.

"Laughter hurts."

"Take it easy," I said, adjusting her covers. "You've been through a lot." As Kim fell asleep, I felt Selene stir within