Chapter 48

Kaelen

My head is spinning as my eyes flutter open to stare at the ceiling. My hand reaches across the bed, feeling for Lyra; I vaguely remember her coming to sleep here last night. Yet, where I thought she would be is bare, the space is cold. Rubbing my eyes, I sit up, glancing toward the bathroom door, wondering if she went to take a shower.

My mouth is dry, my eyes throbbing, and my head puls