Disclaimer: Most of these characters are Philip Pullman's and all of them revolve around his story.
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Will stopped kissing her. She looked at him, and saw that he was staring at someone else. A woman. She was very pretty, with long dark hair and pale skin. She was also probably much cleaner than Lyra. This woman reminded her of a brunette Mrs. Coulter and Lyra decided she didn't like her.
The woman was now staring at her. Lyra stuck out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Lyra. Who are you?" She thought maybe this woman was a maid or something, and she desperately wanted her to leave.
The woman turned to Will. He didn't say anything, so she hissed, "Well? Any explanations to why you are with that, that, slut?"
She turned to stalk off, but Will grabbed her hand. "Olivia, don't leave like this. We need to talk. Let me explain."
"I think you have explained enough. The wedding is off. I'll come and get my stuff from the apartment tomorrow. Make sure you're out. I don't know why you asked me to marry you if you were going to be cheating on me even before we were married!"
Olivia grabbed her coat, glared at Lyra, and then left, slamming the door behind her.
Lyra stared at Will. She was very, very hurt. In her world, men who were going to be married didn't kiss other women unless they were very, very bad men. She didn't know what slut meant, but it sounded like it was the same situation in this world.
"Will, ummm, we agreed that if we met other people, we would date than and maybe marry them and act like nothing had happened. I mean, I never did, but it seems as if you have. You must love her very, very much more than me, since you've known her a while, and me only for a short time. All I can say is I am very, very hurt, and I think I need some alone time. I'm going to Mary's. I'll talk to you when I'm ready. Also, you should go try and save your wedding."
"Lyra, I don't want to save the wedding, I want to marry you. Olivia is my very best friend, and I only agreed to marry her because I thought there was no way we'd ever see each other again."
Lyra sniffled, then turned and walked out of the door.
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Will had really screwed things up. He had let his desire for Lyra take over his head, and he had so much desire for her, he didn't think very smart when he let that happen. Now Olivia and Lyra were mad at him. He didn't care about Olivia canceling the wedding, but he still wanted to be her friend. But, at the moment, it was Lyra he was concerned about.
He decided to call Mary. She would know what to do, and as Lyra was coming to visit her she would explain everything to her and make it all right. He grabbed the phone and started dialing her number.
