Truth Behind the Lens

Kira jogged the last few steps and reached her, gently grabbing her wrist.

“Hey… hey, look at me.”

Lyra drew in a ragged breath and finally turned. Her eyes were glossy and red, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry…”

Kira’s expression softened further. “Stop apologizing.”

“But I—” Lyra’s voice broke as she gestured back toward the dining hall. “Colin’s gone and the shoot is ruined and