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017: Fractured threads

Author: Chithority.
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-10 20:20:59

Lyra POV

The moment 1 heard the soft click of their doors shutting, first Kael’s, then Dax’s, 1 let the dam break.

My tears fell silently. Soaking into the scratchy fabric of the couch cushion beneath me. Alone in the vast emptiness of the living room, 1 finally dropped the mask. No one to see me. No one to accuse me. No one to care.

Why this?

Why, after years of crawling through darkness, of surviving off scraps of hope and dignity, did the goddess tie my fate to three men who saw me as nothing more than a curse? I had dared to believe in the myth of fated mates—of someone who would choose me, despite it all. But this? This was no sacred bond. This was a cruel twist. A nightmare dressed in destiny.

I had always fought. Always endured. But tonight, the weariness clung to me like a second skin. 1 was so tired. Of Ronon’s contempt. Of Kael’s emotional distance. Of the confusion Dax stirred within me. Tired of being seen, but never known. Tired of existing in the gray, neithe
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