Chapter 77

But as Lyra replayed everything in her mind, she couldn’t find a single misstep. Still, with so many parents and children around, it wasn’t the time to question him. She decided to wait until they were inside the venue before probing further. Before she could gather her thoughts, Caleb came running over, his voice bright and eager. “Dad, Mom!” He stopped mid-word, his smile faltering as he glanced around. Where was his mother? His puzzled gaze landed on Damon, silently accusing him, why isn’t she here with you? Damon’s expression didn’t waver. He had already decided, he wouldn’t lower himself to ask Sloane to attend. Not after all these years of her doing so without complaint. “Go inside first,” he said flatly, breaking the awkward silence that hung between them. Lyra forced a smile and bent down, reaching for Caleb’s hand. But he instinctively flinched away, stepping back as though her touch burned him. Lyra froze at Caleb’s sudden reaction. Something was definitely wrong. Why were bo