Cracks in the Glass

Kaelen's POV

The heavy mahogany door clicked shut behind Silas, but his parting words lingered in the stagnant air, shattering the pristine quiet of the executive office.

*She was crying.*

The words rang in Kaelen’s head. Sharp. Vicious. Unwelcome. He didn’t need Silas to provide granular details. His mind supplied them with ruthless efficiency. He could perfectly picture Lyra curled up beside