Chapter 161

*Lyra*

The room felt heavier than usual, the walls pressing in as though the air itself carried the weight of everything we had endured. Tessa lay on the bed, her breaths shallow but steady. Cormac hadn’t moved from her side since we brought her back, his hand clutching hers as though letting go might mean losing her again.

I stood just outside the doorway, leaning against the frame. My legs ached