Use the edit icon to pin, add or delete clips.Lyra's POV

My fingers trembled as I slipped my hand through the bag for the phone as it rang for the second time.

A wicked smile tugged on my lips as my eyes fell on the caller ID. At this point, I'm beginning to disgust myself as this shithead contact was still fixed in my brain like it was a fortune. Or will I say a luxury that's worth billions?

Was I not supposed to get rid of even his cursed name? Talk more his damn fucking caller ID!

Hmm, I mean this is three years and not just three months...