Mag-log inLyra’s POV
The hall suddenly fell into a pin-drop silence. The questioned gazes from the audience pierced through my skin.
“What… What are you talking about?” My voice shaked.
I knew Seraphina too well, obviously she was up to one of her mischievous plans again and funny enough she always had her way with it… everyone seemed to always believe her.
Seraphina let out an evil smirk.
“Oh Lyra dear”, she taunted mockingly. “I see you've always wanted the spotlight so badly, why don't I give that to you.. huh??... Maybe the world can actually get to see who their darling superstar is??”.
My stomach dropped….. “What, what are….”
Before I could finish, the LED screen that was behind us and all other screens at the top of the stage flickered
And then it played…
A video of me in a hotel room; Dim coloured light. My body curled under the white sheets and my messy hair scattered across the pillow. Then the camera showed the wine bottle and glasses on the nightstand and captured what seemed to be like someone else leaving the bed.
I stood there in shock, I couldn't move, my blood turned to ice.
Gasps rose up from among the crowd, some screamed my name in disbelief, others jeered.
"Such a shame!"
"Imagine she had been cheating!"
‘Lies!’ I cried out. “No…no that's not what happened” my throat tightened as my breath hitched within the words I could barely utter.
I looked at Dorian… oh Dorian, his jaw clenched as his face was already hardened into something else, filled with anger, betrayal, disgust. I had never seen him this way in my entire life.
“Dorian… Dorian listen to me” I ran over to his spot on falling on my knees with my palms together. “It's not true… I swear to you…. It's all a set up… you know I can never do this”.
“Not true?” his voice came sharp. “So tell me Lyra, what am I supposed to believe, that you have some kind of hidden twin??... Or you just didn't know it was going to leak…. See how much humiliation you've caused me in just one night….. I hate you Lyra…. I really do.” He spat as he walked towards Seraphina who was standing there all this time faking sympathy towards him but the spark of triumph under her eyes was very visible, especially as she let out a soft evil smile her eyes piercing straight into mine as she hugged Dorian gently.
“Dorian, don't do this,” I pleaded, stumbling towards him.
“Don't you dare come close to me”, he barked, shoving me back. In the process, his hand struck against my stomach… sending a very sharp and immediate wave of pain through my whole system.
I fell back at once, my hands tightened around my stomach.
The two of them disappeared into the outer wing leaving me alone at the center of the entire chaos.
I reached the backstage exit as he slid into his car. My palms slammed against the tinted glass. I pounded desperately, crying his name again and again, yet, no answer.
“DORIAN!” my voice cracked as the car shot forward immediately, the tires screeching against the asphalt.
I tried to run… but the pains crippled me…. I fell, my knees and palms scraping against the rough tarred road.
“He left me…. He actually did”... I cried to myself.
Everything felt like a bad dream to me. How did things skyrocket into something this bad.
How did i not see this coming. I remember that day clearly. It was not actually my fault but how did Seraphina know about it and even had a video of it?
I should have told Dorian about it. But I was too scared and I didn't think much to it. If I had known that my enemy would use it against me someday and in public like that, I would have come clean myself.
Rain started to fall….. slowly at first…. then very heavily….. like the heavens had swore to let out all the frustrations they held against me in this lifetime. It felt like the whole elements of the earth were bitterly against me in just one night.
I tried to move…. But I couldn't….. the rain continued to lash heavily on me, soaking my dress, stinging my wounds…. Mixing with my tears till one could no longer tell them apart, except from the redness of my eyeballs.
I curled myself in the ground, still holding my stomach tightly…. “Please don't…. Don't leave me,” I whispered into the storm. My strength was already slipping…. draining away with every sob.
And then suddenly, the rain stopped falling on my face. An umbrella hovered above me, shielding me from the storm. Slowly, still shaking and shivering, I turned my head.
There he was … My breath caught in my throat.
A face I had never expected to see in a thousand years.
"You... You..., Li..."
His name trembled on my lips but before I could speak it….. The strength drained from me entirely. My body went limp on his arms as the darkness swallowed me.
Dorian's POV It was already the second week of our tour and so far, sleep had already found its way to being my worst enemy. I spent most of the nights restless, either rolling from one side to the other on the bed or sitting by the wine cellar drowning myself in alcohol as I thought of how fast life could just change in the blink of an eye.Lyra was an entirely different person now and our collaboration felt more like torture than a tour. It felt like walking on broken bottles on an endless journey.I was still deep in thoughts and didn't realize when Seraphina had come.“Dorian?” She called, hitting my left shoulder to get my attention.“Huh?” I replied, jolting back to reality.“What have you been thinking about?”“Nothing important”, I replied tiredly with my voice low.“Nothing important, but you didn't see me walk in neither did you hear any of the things I said?” she asked, raising her brows.“Common Dorian, don't tell me you're still sulking over that Lyra girl. The more weak
Lyra's POV I arrived at the rehearsal hall which was busy with sound engineers and technicians working on the speakers, lights and every other instrument in preparation for our concert which was meant to be held this evening and was still about 8 hours away.Cassian was already there, sitting on a chair at one corner, swiping through the pages of some files, with that aura of authority he naturally carried.“Right on time, ” he said looking up as we shared a light hug.“I always am”, I teased, setting my bag on the table that was just right behind his seat.He nodded towards two figures standing near the control booth. “So Lyra, two more people have been added to our team. Meet Ava, she's a professional Journalist. She handles everything media and publicity. And Theo, a professional sound engineer and system analyst. Together, I believe you guys will make a great team.Ava extended her hand for a handshake. “You have nothing to worry about, we'll control the narrative. The world will
Dorian's POV Tonight was far longer than usual.Maybe it was because I was so restless and couldn't sleep.Her voice re-echoed in my head over and over again.“No Dorian, I simply evolved into what you made me”.I never expected in a thousand years that I would ever see her again.My mind replayed the scene again.How the mask fell..How she looked at me with a knowing smirk..I saw her eyes.That was clearly and without doubt the same Lyra. Just one who had grown to be more confident and fierce. The Almighty Phoenix had been her all along.My hands shook as I poured myself another drink. I was too engulfed in sorrow to even taste the whiskey. I just needed something to drown the memory, the sound of her voice, the look on her face, the new contact we had to sign and the whole chaos I knew would start to unfold.Then immediately, the door burst open.“You knew it was her, didn't you?”. Seraphina stormed in, her voice raged with fury.Her hair and makeup was a mess like she was just
Lyra's POV Dorian's voice came out broken “L… Lyra?” His lips shook as he stammered my name struggling to believe it was all reality and not a dream.Seraphina’s voice broke the silent tension as she forced out a laugh. “Oh please. What kind of cheap trick is this?”. She turned to Dorian, letting out a scoff. “That's obviously not her. She can't be”.A small and steady smile escaped my lips. “What's the matter, Sera?. You don't recognize the voice you tried to destroy?”She pressed her lips tightly against each other, “you were dead”, she spat, her voice trembling.“Almost”. I added immediately. “You really thought that was enough to end me?... you two actually really liked to underestimate me”.Dorian stepped forward with his eyes locked on mine and searching them like there was a piece he was trying to find.“It can't be…. You… ““I'm the one, you idiot!”. I cut in with my voice steady and firm. “The wife you left bleeding in the rain. The voice you worked with her to silence”.Dor
(Five years later)Lyra’s POV I leaned against the dark tinted window of my limousine as it drove past the City. My reflection stared back at me, my face covered with a Phoenix shaped mask that only allowed my eyes and mouth to be seen, it was my Trademark. The world now knew me as The Phoenix, the name wasn't just branding. It was my story. I had risen from destruction, rebuilt by hands that should never have held me together, and now the very fire that consumed me was now my fuel and weapon.Fans thought the mask was just my persona. They never knew it was my armour and behind it still lied that Lyra whom they had all turned their back on. Whom they had all betrayed.A smile tugged at my lips, amused at how fast things just turned around. My fans had reached far and wide that even Dorian's empire, the same empire he built from my stolen songs, had to acknowledge me; they were asking for a collab.I chuckled at the irony of it. My eye caught a small drawing at the foot of my dress
Lyra's POV I woke up to the sound of the machine beeping steadily beside me. The sterile smell of antiseptic and disinfectant choked me… this is one reason I never liked hospitals. My head banged, my body ached, the emotional pain adding its own weight as well.The door creaked open, a nurse stepped in, her face soft, yet unreadable. Behind her came a doctor with a clipboard in his hand. His expression was professional… calm but there was something in his eyes that portrayed pity or something like that. “Mrs Lyra,” he began carefully, approaching the bed. “You're awake. That's good. You collapsed due to shock and some internal strain..”.“My baby. Tell me about my baby”. I cut him off desperately, clutching my stomach… panic already setting in.The nurse looked away. The doctor's lips pressed against themselves before he finally spoke. “I'm sorry. We did everything we could. But…. You lost the pregnancy”. The words sliced through me. I screamed in horror as the realization hit me a







