Chapter 377

Third Person's POV

Kyra didn't dare to move.

Vance stood close enough that she could hear the faint sound of his breathing—slow, rough, controlled only by a thread. It was a long moment before he finally released her, setting her back on her feet.

"Kyra," he murmured, voice low, almost hoarse, "do you really not like me anymore?"

She froze, her expression hardening as she looked away. "Someone lik