NickHer eyes were wide and soft, searching mine, and for a moment I almost pulled away. Guilt hit me hard, like a stone sinking in my chest.The words of my mother echoed in my skull, almost louder than the roar of blood rushing in my ears."She’s your cure. I’m right, my son. When she’s fallen deeper, have sex with her and cure your curse. Believe me. If you can do this before your father, all of this will stop."Her voice had been sharp, almost desperate, last time when she whispered those words to me.I could see that Lyra was helplessly obsessed with me. Should I take advantage of that? would that be right?And now, here Lyra was,  in front of me, breathing hard, her lips parted, her body trembling in ways I couldn’t ignore.I loved her. God, I did. But I was decaying, falling apart day by day. My body reminded me with every ache, every burning wave under my skin, that my time was running out.Was my mother right? Would this — would taking her like this, save me? Or was my father
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