Chapter 42

LYRA’S POV

For a moment, his eyes were unreadable, perfectly masking his feelings behind a poker face. Then he dragged out a forced smile that didn't reach up to his eyes.

“I’m willing to give you a second chance,” he announced, his eyes expectant as though I was supposed to

throw myself at his feet thanking him.

“A second chance?” I repeated back at him with spite. “You give me a second chance for what? To stab me in the back again? I'm sorry to tell you but I ...