Zephyra’s POV

Thank God the design phase of the project was almost over. Another two weeks and all the detailed plans would be finalized, then I could get out of here. Not just out of this building, but out of New York. At least temporarily. Possibly permanently.

It had been two weeks since Lirael broke my heart. One week since the news of the engagement went public. I hadn’t seen him since he left my apartment. Weekly meetings had been taken over by Raphael, much to my relief. Having to ...