Chapter 19 Behind locked doors

   LYRA'S POV

“What now, angry sunshine?” He asked, trying to lift my mood. 

I didn't answer him. 

“Come back here,” He forcefully carried me from my front with one arm around my waist, and used the other to drag the centre table closer to the couch. 

I tapped his hand, trying to get out of his ...

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