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Adira stood up and ambled to the door at once, and there she found Lyra, looking all radiant in a shimmering dress.

A lot had changed about her. Back then, in college, she was mostly looking unkempt and could barely afford good clothes. But now she was looking like a goddess. She was happy for her, no doubt; one thing she wasn't happy about was the fact that she was concealing her identity and might be there for a purpose.

The two ladies exchanged weighty stares at each other for a while, saying nothing.

"Can I come in?" She finally asked, her voice soft and polite.

Hesitating a little, Adira nodded and stepped away from the door, giving her access to walk into the room.

"Could you excuse us, please?" She said this to Yvonne, who was fixing some clothes into the wardrobe.

"Uh...of course." Yvonne nodded and left, leaving just the two ladies in the room.

For a moment, Adira stood behind Lyra, who kept looking around the room, like she was inspecting and admiring it at the same time.

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