Lyra's POV

She was mute for a few minutes and couldn't speak as if a lump rose in her throat. “Let's get out of here, Marc! I got important things to attend to,” I said and stood up without hesitation.

“Wait! Wait! Wait!” She yelled as we strolled away but I never turned to listen to her again. I gave her all the time to come clean but she decided to lie to my face.

“You should have allowed me to deal with her my own way. How dare she lie to your face and just go scot-free,” Marc broke through the silence in the car as we left the...