Chapter 95

*Lyra*

“It’s not fair. What makes my life more valuable than his?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The words cracked, broken, and raw as they left my throat.

Bree’s hand moved in slow, soothing circles over my back, but no touch, no words could ease the weight pressing down on my chest.

“Lyra…” she began gently, her tone filled with the kind of empathy that only comes from knowing loss i