ZEVIARTwo days were left until the chapel, and I'd spent most of the morning watching Lyra pretend that number wasn't sitting behind every single thought in her head.She was quiet over breakfast, methodical in a way that told me she was running through backup plans instead of actually tasting her food. Orion wasn't doing much better, he'd snapped at Rhys under his breath twice before we'd even finished coffee, some private argument between a man and his wolf that neither of us needed details to understand. None of us had talked about the chapel directly since the morning we found the note. It hung between every conversation anyway, an unspoken weight none of us seemed ready to bring up again so soon."You should eat something before we go," I told Lyra, watching her push eggs around her plate without actually lifting her fork more than twice."I'm eating.""You're rearranging the plate.""Same thing, functionally," she said, though she did finally take a bite just to prove a point.
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