Lyra's POVThe silence from him was deafening. By the time the final bell rang, the hope I’d been nursing all day had withered away. I walked all the way home by myself, the cold air biting at my skin. It became painfully clear to me that I was a fool for expecting a change. Truly, they only cared about me being the White Wolf and nothing else. My existence was just a strategic asset to them. No one contacted me except to track my location, as if I were a stray pet they were constantly trying to surveil.I reached my room, threw my bag onto the floor, and made a decision. I was done. I was going to move out, no matter what it took. I didn't need their mansion, their security, or their suffocating oversight. I was tired of being watched, tired of being humiliated by their political games, and tired of waiting for a man who couldn't even commit to me in the light of day. Maybe if I stayed away, if I disappeared into the city, no one would come looking for me. I was more powerful than th
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