7

LYRA'S P.O.V.

My body trembled as I fell to the ground with tears rolling down my cheek. I couldn't do this anymore, my body was tired, and my eyes were getting heavier by the second. I needed to sleep, but I needed to make dinner as well.

I pushed myself off the ground and walked to the kitchen before I began making dinner and entirely ignoring the smell of smoke in the kitchen.

“George do not do anything until I get there” I heard Ragnar's voice and I looked up to see his face filled with worried

“Is something wrong?” I asked bluntly and immediately regretted it as he...