Lyra’s POV 

The song ended, and I gasped at the sight of Leandros giving me a standing ovation. It made my heart fill with satisfaction. I was sure he loved the song I composed and sang for him. If fashion design hadn’t been my passion, I would surely have taken up music as my career.

Leandros came forward, and I smiled at him shyly. Had I confessed too much? Did he understand what he meant to me? Did he feel my love for him? 

He enveloped me in his warm embrace without a word! Even ...