Chapter 94 Truth That Can Break

• Lyra’s POV
• Freya had been avoiding me all morning. She brushed past me in the corridor after lunch, muttered something about inventory, and disappeared. I stood there for a long moment, watching the space she left behind. Something was wrong. By evening, I couldn’t take it anymore.
• I found her in the laundry quarters, folding sheets with mechanical precision. Harsh folds. Sharp corners. Like she was wrestling the fabric into obedience.