Chapter 25

Footsteps echoed outside the door.

Darius was back.

“Daddy!” Lyra’s tired little voice perked up.

“Hey, sweetheart.” His deep baritone filled the room as he stepped inside.

I shifted instinctively, ready to put Lyra down so he could take her, but she clung to me like a little vine, her tiny fing...

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