Chapter 135

Lyra

Can you believe this bitch, y’all? I mean seriously, can you even wrap your head around this?

“Lyra, calm down. Just calm down. I can hear your thoughts,” Damon said from behind me, his voice firm and deep, his hand brushing my shoulder like he was trying to ground me.

Tasha shifted in her seat, her shoulders curling inward like she wanted to sink into the couch and disappear.

I turned back to her fully, still speaking half to her and half to you because if I did not get this off my chest, I was going to explode.

“Go on, Tasha, speak. You walked in here looking like you just got dragged through a war zone, you dropped the Marcus bomb like it was just some casual detail, and now you are sitting here mute. This is not a courtroom. You do not need permission to talk. You are going to tell us what happened, and you are going to tell us now. And do not you dare skip a single detail, because I will know if you are lying, and if I know, I will make