The next few days passed quietly, too quietly.

Lyra tried to act like everything was normal

helping Lora with chores, washing dishes, feeding the children but something about the house felt weird maybe it was because of Keon. He barely said anything after that night, he’d leave early in the morning and come back when it was already really dark .

Sometimes Lyra would hear him walking outside,his boots crunching the snow, moving around the yard like he couldn’t sleep either.

She wanted to ...