Lyra's POV
Now alone in the room, it helped me give myself some time to breathe, to think.
But instead, my mind was as blank as a white canvas and soon, boredom grew. I should analyze everything that happened last night.
No, the time when Julian Czarnel spotted me at the dumpster…or even before that, during the Red Moon party.
Why was it that each encounter felt different than the last?
"Does he have a split personality or something? Ugh, this fucker pissed me off! Why can't he just let me hit him till I am satisfied?!" I rolled around the bed in frustration.
I hated the fact that I felt helpless. Thinking wasn't exactly my strong point and overthinking just led me to a massive headache after!
Had I been studious back then, maybe I would have solved that enigma vampire a long time ago.
Getting up, I abruptly opened the balcony windows and stepped out.
