Lyra's POVHis voice lingered in the air.“Say the word,” Keto said again, softer this time, like he was bracing himself for a blade to the chest.I did not speak. I could not. My mouth was arid, my throat tight with something I did not know how to put into words. The air between us thickened, grew heavy, and I felt his gaze on me, burning along my spine like a red-hot brand.Keto looked at me, begging, questioning. But I could only think about how ridiculous everything was. My body was no longer my own. And at the heart of all the craziness, he was looking to me to make a decision. "Keto," I whispered, and as soon as my voice broke, I saw something inside him break.I never wanted this," I told him, "to be this woman between two men. One love, one heart, that's what I've always believed. But things are different. Things are changing. I don't even know who I am anymore, and you want me to choose?" "I'm not asking you to choose," he said softly, coming closer to me, "I'm asking, do y
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