Chapter 134

Lyra shut the door and flopped onto the bed, shoes and all. The mattress dipped under her weight, springs groaning in protest. She bounced once, then rolled onto her side and yanked the blanket up to her chin.

“Idiot,” she muttered to the ceiling. She wasn’t sure if she meant herself, Silas, or the entire situation.

Lyra rolled onto her back and stared at the dark. The bed smelled faintly of laund