LYRA'S POV

This time, I couldn't help but allow the tears to cascade down my face as I marched down the hallway, heart filled with despair.

Quite frankly, I didn't know what was making me cry. Was it the fact that I had failed as a mother or that my best friend was undermining my authority when I was the one who brought her here? Or both?

I had been holding my shit together since today, not wanting to give them any more view of me breaking down, but right now— with tears crowning my face— ...