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Lyra's POV I couldn’t focus on anything as Angela and Kurtis had their private conversation. Every creak of the floor, every murmur from the next room, sent my heart racing. I tried to keep busy, cleaning the villa as if scrubbing away the dirt could somehow cleanse the anxiety gnawing at my insides. But no matter how hard I scrubbed, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Minutes felt like hours until finally, Angela emerged from the room, looking as composed as ever. Her eyes landed on me, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips, one that didn’t reach her eyes. “Kurtis and I have decided to get back together,” she said, her tone casual as if she were talking about the weather. Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. My hands trembled, and the rag I’d bee