LyraThe room seems to shrink around me. Every sound is amplified: the hum of machines, distant footsteps in the hallway, my own short and irregular breath. Lucas doesn’t take his eyes off me, as if he’s waiting for the precise moment to speak. I feel him hesitating, weighing his words, and that chills me even more than the silence.— Lyra, you need to know something, he finally says, in a low voice.His tone is serious, so serious that my heart tightens immediately.— What? What is it?He briefly looks away, runs a hand over his face as if to chase away a shadow. Then his words fall, relentless:— Cassandre… she lost the baby.The world stops, everything stops, my breathing, the beating of my heart, my thoughts. I feel like the ground is giving way beneath me as I am pinned to this bed.— No… no, Lucas… tell me it’s not true…I shake my head, my hands trembling with all their might. My eyes desperately search for a sign in his, a glimmer that would contradict his words. But Lucas rem
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