CHAPTER 58 - Familiar Traitors

Ryan Whitney's knock startled us both, and I reluctantly pulled away from Lyra. Her eyes widened, her hand instinctively smoothing her hair as we both tried to act casual. But the sly look Whitney shot our way told me she knew exactly what we'd been up to. Her concern for Liam seemed to outweigh her curiosity, though. It struck me as odd that Liam hadn't spoken to Whitney before leaving, but I figured he'd sort it out with her and her father upon his return. Regardless, the moment between Lyra and me was broken, the intimacy shattered, since I wasn't sure if we could recapture it, I left her, trying to convey my apologies through my expression. I tossed and turned all night, as my regret went beyond the interrupted kiss. Lyra deserved to know the truth about her father before rumors started flying. That's why I'd been scouring the campus the next afternoon, searching for her. After twenty minutes of fruitless walking around, I finally spotted her heading back to her dor