Lyra's POV The drive home was quiet. Luca had placed the boxes from the warehouse in the back seat, and every few minutes I caught myself looking at them over and over again. When we arrived, my mother was in the kitchen with Eleanor. She was helping her arrange pieces of fruit on a plate while Eleanor kept stealing them before they reached the plate. “Mommy!” Eleanor shouted when she saw me. I forced a smile and walked over to her. “Hey, sweetheart.” She wrapped her arms around my legs. I picked her up and kissed her forehead, but my attention remained on my mother. Ravina noticed it almost immediately. “What happened?” she asked. “Nothing.” i muttered. Luca carried the boxes into the living room, My mother's eyes followed him. “What are those?” “Things we found,” Luca replied.Her expression changed quickly. “Mom,” I said quietly. “Can we talk?” She looked at Eleanor.“Can we do it later?” “No.”The firmness in my voice made her stop.I put Eleanor down and sent her to the l
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