Chapter 147

Lyra lay on her back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her phone resting on her stomach as her leg bounced restlessly. She had already checked her messages more times than she wanted to admit. Nothing new was there.

She picked up her phone anyway and opened her chat with Silas, rereading the last message he had sent like it might somehow change if she stared at it long enough.

Soon.

That was all