The Missed Encounter

Only when the elevator began to rise did Kira let out a shaky exhale, muttering under her breath, “That was close.”

Lyra’s eyes widened, chest still tight from the sudden pull. “Kira! What the heck was that? Why did you drag me away like that?”

Kira pressed herself back against the wall, forcing a nervous laugh that didn’t reach her eyes. She clutched her stomach dramatically, shaking her head.