Chapter 133: Sense

Lyra woke up the next morning at the hotel feeling the throbbing pain in her head, as if her skull were being cracked open like an egg shell. Last night was a shitshow, and she did not expect it to turn out like it did. It is what it is; she knows that she has done a lot of things that did not really feel right to do, but she has already done them. There is no turning back. All she has to do now is wish and pray that it was all worth it. She woke up and did what she always does first thing in the morning since Derrick left. She slowly tapped on the bed, the empty space beside her, checking to see if it was occupied by the magical being at last, then she would sigh, sensing that he wasn't there yet. He is still away. He’s still gone.

"I kind of feel the need to drink alcohol already," she whispered to herself as soon as she confirmed that Derrick was not with her. As she opened her eyes, she saw the beautiful design of the hotel’s ceiling and sighed for another time. "I forgot that I w