Lyra’s POV
“Kurtis, I... I can’t believe she did this.” My voice trembled as I whispered, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill. I could feel his arms tighten around me, pulling me closer as if he could shield me from the reality of what Angela had done.
He stroked my hair, his touch warm and reassuring. “I know, Lyra. I know.”
I buried my face in his chest, inhaling the scent of him, comforting, familiar. But it didn’t stop the ache in my heart. My sister. My twin. How could she go this far?
“She used me, Kurtis. She wanted me to break up with you for her, and now... now she’s bitter because you chose me. Because you love me,” I said, my voice breaking. I pulled back slightly, looking up into his eyes. “Angela’s always wanted everything for herself, but I never
