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Chapter 21: THE MOMENT EVERYTHING CHANGED
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2026-02-17 22:31:43The darkness between memories stretched longer this time. Lyra felt it gathering itself, preparing to show her something significant. Her heart knew before her mind did.
When the next memory formed, she understood why. The Thornfield living room. Evening. Younger Lyra sat on the couch, Kael asleep against her shoulder. He was three now, his legs too long to curl comfortably in her lap, but she held him anyway, unwilling to move, unwilling to break the peace. The front door opened. Alistair entered—not alone. Behind him walked a woman Lyra had never seen before. Tall. Elegant. Confident in a way that younger Lyra had forgotten how to be. "Lyra." Alistair's voice was different. Not cold—careful. "This is Seraphine. She'll be staying with us for a while. Business arrangements." Younger Lyra rose carefully, shifting Kael's weight. "Of course. I'll prepare the guest room." "No need." Seraphine's voice was warm, but her eyes were not. "I'm sure we'll be comfortable." The way she said we landed like a blade between Lyra's ribs. In the memory, younger Lyra didn't react. Didn't flinch. Just nodded, smiled the smile she'd perfected over years of practice, and carried her sleeping son up the stairs. But Lyra—the Lyra watching from outside—saw what her younger self had missed. The way Seraphine's hand brushed Alistair's arm. The way he didn't pull away. The way they stood too close, breathed too close, existed too close. "Oh," Lyra whispered. "Oh, I was so stupid." "You weren't stupid." Aiden's voice was fierce. "You trusted someone you loved. That's not stupidity. That's humanity." The memory continued. Days passing. Seraphine always present at meals, always finding reasons to be near Alistair, always watching younger Lyra with eyes that held secrets. Kael, confused by the stranger in his home, clinging to his mother more than usual. Younger Lyra, exhausted and uncertain, telling herself she was imagining things. That Alistair would never. That she was being paranoid. That love meant trust, and trust meant ignoring the whispers in her gut. Another scene. Night. Younger Lyra couldn't sleep—Kael had nightmares, needed comfort. She walked toward his room and passed Alistair's study. The door was slightly ajar. Inside, Seraphine sat on the edge of the desk. Alistair stood close. Too close. Their voices were low, intimate. "...should tell her," Seraphine was saying. "Not yet. It's not the right time." "When will it be the right time, Alistair? She deserves—" "She deserves what's best for the pack. What's best for Kael. This—" He gestured between them. "This is complicated." Younger Lyra stood in the hallway, frozen. She could have pushed the door open. Could have demanded answers. Could have fought for herself, for once. Instead, she walked away. Continued to Kael's room. Held her son and cried silently so he wouldn't wake. Lyra watched herself make that choice—the choice to stay silent, to hope, to believe that if she just waited long enough, everything would work out. "I hate her," she said quietly. "That version of me. I hate how weak she was." "She wasn't weak." Aiden's voice was soft. "She was surviving. With no support, no ally, no one telling her she deserved better. She did the best she could with what she had." "And what did she have?" "Hope. Even if it was misplaced, she had hope. That's not nothing." The memory shifted again.
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