Chapter 29 Kitchen Whispers

• Those cruel words violently echoed inside her skull, making her chest constrict even tighter. Apparently, she fared no better in his eyes than the original Lyra did.
• A broken toy? So, was she truly just as utterly worthless?
• Rex slowly pulled away and rose to his full, towering height. He stared down at her trembling form for a long, heavy moment before letting out a frustrated sigh, aggressively running his hand through his dark hair. The Duke was not entirely sure what it was about his wife’s presence tonight that was leaving him so profoundly, uncharacteristically frustrated, but for now, he firmly decided to shove the feeling down and ignore it.