The Chosen | my inner demons

ღ Chapter 8

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"Absolutely no doubt, that's Lyra." One of Isabella's colleagues said as she showed Isabella the phone to reveal a lovely photo of her niece with the rising sun shining and reflecting off her eyes. The aunt hummed a sound of adoration and admiration at how pretty the girl looked.

"I thought you said your niece didn't have any social?" Another colleague chimed in as he quirked a brow causing Isabella to snap out of her trace before muttering a small "she didn't".

The female colleague began to speak about how she didn't think about Lyra having a social will effect the campaign but it did seem very unusual for someone who never had a social media account or even showed interest in having one, and make one for no utter reason.

"Oh please, it's a new generation Mai!" Isabella laughed it off as she waved her hand dismissively at her colleague.

"I guess you're right. But my daughter said she saw a hot demon guy, and the background looked vaguely familiar." Mai mumbled softly which caused Isabella to tense up. As she glanced at the photo. The aunt clenched her hands together causing her male colleague, James to calm her down.

"Maybe she just had friends over? And photoshopped the pictures and made her the account?" James mumbled which Isabella immediately rejected saying Lyra's only friends were Ava and Lorelei. Mai sighed before explaining why she wanted to mention while she tucked her phone away back into her suit.

"Anywho, let's talk about what we need to do next for-" Mai started but was stopped by Isabella interrupting about how she'll take the remainder of the day off which shocked the colleagues to shout out a word of confusion. The aunt brushed it aside saying she needed a break and they'll start fresh tomorrow which caused James to thank her with relief.

Isabella nodded before walking out the building with her heels clicking the floor. She reached into her bag and dialed the only person she knew who would accompany her to visit Lyra.

"Hey mijo! We need to stop by Lyra to see how she's doing. I'll fill you in!"

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"This is a relic.." Lyra chuckled nervously as she stared at the oldest camera she'd ever seen. Suddenly, Noi, Rhys, and Pierce pop up from kitchen counter at the word relic while Asch asked if it was powerful and Leif asking if it could kill anything.

Lyra stared at the daemos with bored expression before muttering how I'll kill her to try to fix it for Mrs. Oates. The three daemos from the kitchen huddled at the entrance of the living while Rhys's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"You can fix a relic!" The dark blue horned daemos gasped as a wide smile slowly adored his features. Lyra felt her heart swell up with adoration before chuckling. The human began to explain how the elder would pay her to fix her camera. Lyra scoffed when she mumbled how Mrs. Oates would take pictures of the daemos but would come out with a bit of profit.

"Why does she want that?" Leif asked as he cocked a brow and crossed his arms over his chest. Lyra eyes widened at the question as her face slowly turned a faint shade of red. "Cause Mrs. Oates and her crazy little fantasies, she thinks all of you are my... boyfriends. Though it kinda ticks me off, I really like her she reminds me of my grandmother. So just go along with it."