~Lyra~

“You have got to be kidding me!”

I shot up so fast the stool screamed against the tile, nearly toppling over as I pointed one trembling, accusatory finger straight at her forehead like I was about to cast a bitchy curse.

“You invited Marcus? Like Marcus Marcus? My Marcus? The Marcus who ruined my life and then had the audacity to ask for a selfie after emotionally annihilating me?”

Tasha just blinked at me, chewing her toast like she hadn’t just detonated a ...