VESPER GREY LYSAN

"Hey?" Cyran called, his hand moving in front of my face to get my attention.

I blinked, my eyes refocusing on the present, then I stared at him blankly, unsure if he'd asked me a question or said something I missed.

"Did you say something?"

"I asked if you were alright. You've been spacing out since we left the office. I can't help but worry about you, Vesper. Will you really be okay by yourself? I can stay with you if you want."

I contemplated his offer, the softness ...