Bianca’s POV(Lyra)

I leaned back in the car seat, the low hum of the engine the only sound breaking the silence.

City lights streaked past the window, the sites brought up memories I was trying too hard to forget.

Damien’s face kept replaying in my mind. The way he’d frozen when our eyes met back at the auction. That shock and that confusion, the flicker of guilt he couldn’t hide.

I had imagined how oddly satisfying it would be seeing all those emotions playing on his face. ...