Chapter 155

**Lyra

At the sound of Daphne’s shrill scream that had broken the silence of our marital bed, Artie and I pelted down the hall, me nearly tripping over the too-big robe of his that Artie had given me to cover up. I tied it at my waist and held the top of the robe closed with one hand.

Daphne was sitting up in bed, the covers pulled tight to her chest, sobbing and screaming her lungs out. The look