Chapter 22 The Dead Bully’s Best Friend

LYRA'S POV 

I felt so emotional, my eyes were blurred because of the tears that had welled up there. “Ah..” I breathed out, lips dropping in shock as I lowered my head to stare at the keys in my hand. 

“Stop crying,” Malik reassured me, gently rubbing my back. 

“I made breakfast for you. Go clean...

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