#Chapter 140: No Strings Attached

The next morning, I take Lyra into the kitchen for her morning meal. Zavros is already there eating eggs and toast. There are dirty dishes in the sink. Did his date cook for him? Not that I care.

Zavros catches my line of sight and rolls his eyes. “I’m not totally helpless, you know. I can make eggs.”

I’m not overly convinced of that, but if he’s trying to tell me his date went home, I’ll accept