Leo was still on the floor, staring at me. “Do you hate me, Lyra?”
I didn’t answer his question. Instead, I said, “They called me to say you’re disrupting their work. I’m here to take you home.”
He reached out his hand, probably expecting me to help him up, but I stayed where I was.
“Their funeral is in two days. I’ve already sent out the obituary and decided where they’ll be buried. You should go home and rest.
We have a ceremony to attend tomorrow,” I informed him.
Leo looked at me and asked, “Can we not annul our bond?”
I couldn’t help but laugh despite the disappointment in his eyes. “I don’t love you anymore, and I’m leaving.”
