Get Your Guard Up, Lyra!

"Hoammm," Lyra yawned on her way to the room. God, she's so tired right now. Her schedule for modeling, as well as taking care of Zachery, really drains her more than she used to spend on a daily basis. Her back even hurts now.

“It's more tired than I thought. I have to sleep well tonight. Hopefully tomorrow I can wake up in the morning again."

Lyra was at the front of her room. She immediately entered.

Creak.

It did not take long for the woman to lie down on the bed. Actually, it would be easy for Lyra to fall asleep right away, but there was one thing that caught her attention. She got up again, sat beside the bed. Staring at the nightstand. "A glass of milk?" She took the glass of plain milk, not forgetting the note that was placed under the glass earlier.

“The milk is not poisonous. You can drink it calmly. This can help you sleep better." Lyra read the words written there. The writing is very neat.

"Who wrote this?" asked Ly