Lyra’s POV 

The next morning, Uncle Felixe had already left for work when I woke up. I knew I was late today, but what could I do? All night, I couldn’t drive Leandros and his smoldering kiss out of my mind. I lost count of the number of times I replayed it in my head. My lips still throbbed as if he had kissed me just now! Added to that were his controversial dialogues. They left me more confused than before. When I finally slept in the wee hours of the morning, I couldn’t wake up. To ...