chapter 95

Lyra’s POV

I couldn’t stop shaking, even as I wiped the tears from my face. My heart still raced, and my mind wouldn’t stop playing Kurtis’s words over and over. How did we even get here? Just days ago, everything seemed so perfect, so solid. Now it felt like the ground beneath me was crumbling.

I had to do something. I couldn’t lose him, not like this. Not to a stupid misunderstanding. I grabbed my phone, scrolling through our messages, scanning all the sweet words we used to say to each other. “Baby girl,” “my love,” “forever mine.” My chest tightened. I wasn’t ready to let go of what we had. I couldn’t. I found his number and pressed call, my hands trembling so badly I almost dropped the phone.

It rang once. Twice. Then his deep voice answered, colder than I’d ever heard before.

“What do you want, Lyra?”

The coldness in his tone knocked the breath out of me. This was the same man who used to call me his everything, who held me like I was his entire world. Now, it was as if I was n