Lyra

I lay in bed, Sally's soft snores lulling me into a state of drowsiness. As much as I tried to clear my mind, thoughts of Ryan trickled their ways into the center of my mind. He had wondered where I was, showing he cared. But before that, he had wanted to humiliate me.

I could still feel the sting of his words, the way he had ordered me to shift in front of everyone. He knew I couldn't do it, knew it would make me look weak. And yet, there was a part of me that ...