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🪷 LYRA 🪷
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"You don't want me touching you?"
Lyra's brain completely stopped working. Because the answer should have been easy. Obviously she should say yes.
Obviously she should shove him away and remind him they were standing in the middle of the library hidden between shelves like complete lunatics.
Obviously she should stop letting him get this close.
But instead...
"I didn't say that."
She had immediately pushed him away and left before he could say anything else, because honestly, another thirty seconds near him and she might actually combust.
Lyra walked out between the shelves far too quickly while trying desperately to calm her heartbeat.
By the time she reached the main library area again, her face still felt hot.
Her chest still felt tight, and her brain still kept replaying:
You have to like me.
You have to like me.
You have to-
"Oh."
Lyra nearly jumped. Xavier stood beside the table looking at her carefully.
"You okay?"
"Yes."
