Lyra's pov

He dragged me back as much as I fought against him, he dragged me back to the place I thought I was free from.

My body was filled with wounds, and I was weak, so weak, that I couldn't fight anymore, and I had just realized I hadn't eaten since I came here and it had been days.

But it wasn't my hunger that worried me, it was him, Xadrien, he was right there, right there, within my grasp and I had lost him again, I didn't even know what had happened, only that Xadrien seemed too ...