Chapter 431: Elara
I keep quiet and walk beside her.
It is strange—seeing someone from my dreams... real.
One day, when I found myself pregnant with Lyra, I started having these dreams. Dreams of a life. Dreams of her. I would see flashes of a face I did not recognize, hear a voice I could not place, feel a warmth I could not explain.
Sometimes I thought she was not real. A figment of my imagination. A comfort I created to survive the loneliness.
But Lyra is proof that she was real.
I have never thought of what would happen when I meet her again. So I do not know.
She walks beside me like she belongs here. Like she has always belonged here.
Lyra is in her arms, her head resting on her shoulder, her small fingers curled into her coat. She looks peaceful.
Lyra can barely tolerate my brother's touch. She squirms away from him, hides behind me when he tries to ruffle her hair. But with this woman...I suppose her mother...she is calm.
My brother falls into step beside me.
