Chapter 175

**Lyra

The sunlight shone pink and orange through my eyelids, and I rolled away from the window with a groan. I burrowed my face into the pillow, feeling around behind me for Artie.

When I found my husband’s warm presence to be absent, I blinked my eyes open. “Artie,” I mumbled. Perhaps he was off in the nursery? It was about time for Daphne to breastfeed again, judging by the time of day.

Funny,