Lyra’s POV

“You didn't just let me down, did you?” Adrian asked, chuckling tensely. “We had a good time together in the bar and you were pretty excited. I could tell from your facial expression that you didn't want me to leave.”

That was correct. But I wouldn't dare admit that. Not when I was at the verge of making a potentially destructive decision to my progress.

“Can we talk about this later?” I asked. He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes like he was searching for a ...