Lyra's POV

“Oh goodness. What's going on?” Rylan quickly moved towards Isla's seat, yelling at the maids and expressing disappointment in how we watched her cry. With his face still filled with fury, he spun to face us.

“How about you start explaining how this happened? What did you do to make her cry?” Rylan demanded a response, turning to the maids when everyone kept quiet.

“You,” his fingers were pointed at Kieran. “I didn't invite you to come over. Why are you here?”

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