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A Helping Hand: Part 2
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April O'Neil sat with Lyra Law, guiding her through the delicate work of healing her sight. Weeks of steady care had restored what seemed lost. Lyra turned her face toward April, voice quiet but earnest. She owed her everything, she said. Without April, her eyes might still be lost to the dark. April waved it away. "You did the hard part," she answered. "Your own stubborn will brought you back." Her phone cut the air between them. It had rung all morning. Lyra finally asked why April refused to answer. "It's my girlfriend," April said. "I'm working. She'll wait." By the sixth ring, April stood and stepped into the hall. Lyra stayed on the couch, shoulders tight. She wanted this quiet unbroken. When April returned, the phone rang again, sharp and insistent. April glanced at the screen, jaw set. Twice more it shattered their space before she ended it for good. "It's done," April said. "She never really saw me." Their eyes locked. The room thinned to the space between them. April's mouth found Lyra's, slow and certain. Lyra drew back just enough to speak. "Is this what you want?" April answered with another kiss, deeper, hands sliding along Lyra's waist. Lyra answered in kind. The blindness was gone now, her vision clear and sharp. April had given that gift back to her. Lyra intended to pay every debt in full, starting now.
April O'Neil sat with Lyra Law, guiding her through the delicate work of healing her sight. Weeks of steady care had restored what seemed lost. Lyra turned her face toward April, voice quiet but earnest. She owed her everything, she said. Without April, her eyes might still be lost to the dark. April waved it away. "You did the hard part," she answered. "Your own stubborn will brought you back." Her phone cut the air between them. It had rung all morning. Lyra finally asked why April refused to answer. "It's my girlfriend," April said. "I'm working. She'll wait." By the sixth ring, April stood and stepped into the hall. Lyra stayed on the couch, shoulders tight. She wanted this quiet unbroken. When April returned, the phone rang again, sharp and insistent. April glanced at the screen, jaw set. Twice more it shattered their space before she ended it for good. "It's done," April said. "She never really saw me." Their eyes locked. The room thinned to the space between them. April's mouth found Lyra's, slow and certain. Lyra drew back just enough to speak. "Is this what you want?" April answered with another kiss, deeper, hands sliding along Lyra's waist. Lyra answered in kind. The blindness was gone now, her vision clear and sharp. April had given that gift back to her. Lyra intended to pay every debt in full, starting now.