Chapter 7: Yes

Lyra's POV

I'm afraid I don't know what Derrick knows that I don't already know. I don't know what else I could hear, and I'm scared. Derrick is right. I don't need anything else to see that she has no good intentions for me. However, I felt like I needed this. I need to stop myself, and this is going to help me.

I never felt this scared. This really felt like the end of something. As I got closer to her door, the heaviness in my heart increased.It was muffled, but I can still hear her yelling.

"Tomorrow, just come here and take her home. We can convince her to sign if I tell her that I am terminally ill. It's easy. I can just cry, and she will not hesitate."

How could she laugh maniacally after saying that? She knows how much I hate my father. She knew that he was forcing me to marry someone that I did not even know. Aunt Wendy was there when I cried all night because I was fired from my data entry job. She was the only one who opened her arms and welcomed me. I know that Wendy was n