Chapter 52

Lyra

I wake to the soft creaking sound of the door opening, and my eyes crack to peer over at the frame. Martha pauses before coming inside, seeing that my eyes are open, and slowly pushing the door back shut behind her.

"Are you awake?" she asks me while carrying something in her hands. There's cloth folded over the cup and napkins underneath her arm.

"I—what time is it?" I reply