Rylan

After Lyra walked out of the room, I went to find Isla in Evan's room, where she was reading him a book.

She was happy to see me, and she was all over me, but I couldn't stop thinking about Lyra.

About how good she looked in her outfit. About how soft she felt. About how hurt she was by the things I said to her. She tried to hide the hurt, but her eyes never lied.

I saw it clearly, and the image never left my mind. I kept replaying it, and each time, my heart ached a little more. I was ...