Lyra's POV

A question hammered at me and I couldn't ignore her words. This is not her first time and anytime she voiced those words, her eyes didn't leave my dad's photograph on the call.

“Anyway…take good care of yourself and I trust you would,” she added.

Meanwhile, I am curious but I can't actually differentiate my feelings right now. Am I just overthinking everything around me? Or am I hallucinating?

I stared at her tongue tied and a cynical inner voice cut through my thoughts. “Umm…sure and…don't stay awake, I will be fine,” I managed to respond.

I can't actually place my finger on anything but Remi treats me...