The train

We have been speaking for over 2 months and this was the second time we were alone without Rose.

"Why are you lying, Lyra?" He asked me, his voice low. "You tense up when you're thinking hard or nervous. Your cheeks grew a light red. What are you thinking about?"

I looked at him and to my surprise, his brown eyes were watching me with a tint of softness in them. "Why did you tell her, Ivan?" I asked him, feeling defeated at this point. This train ride was ending in about 45 minutes.

He moved himself a little away from me and sighed. "I... I don't know, Lyra. I should have never told her let alone even kiss you." I watched his neck as he swallowed hard as if he was trying to bury something deep inside.

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Join Lyra as she goes through her first year in adulthood in a new country alone with nothing but her heart guiding her.