The four of them decided to stop their journey for a while near the lake, allowing themselves a brief moment to rest and recuperate. The atmosphere around them was tense, weighed down by the revelation that had shaken Lyra to her core. The once-peaceful lake, reflecting the golden hues of the setting sun, seemed to contrast sharply with the turmoil within her.
Sarah sat outside the tent, her eyes fixed on the closed entrance where Lyra remained. Since Kael had revealed the truth, Lyra hadn't stepped out. Not even once. She had withdrawn into herself, refusing to speak to anyone. Sarah let out a heavy sigh, worry creasing her forehead.
"She'll be fine," Gina said, placing a comforting hand on Sarah's shoulder. She could see the concern etched on her friend's face.
Sarah let out another breath. "I really hope so. But I know this is killing her inside. And I feel so useless. I can't do anything to help."
