Lyra’s POV

I followed him outside to see a brand-new stunning blue Ford pickup truck on our snow-covered driveway. A gasp escaped my lips. “For you,” said Leandros, handing me the keys.

“Wow! I can’t believe it, Leandros. Thank you for buying me my first car!” I had been driving my uncle’s cars or hitching a ride all my life. Now, I had a car of my own.

“Oh! I’m honored to be the first and only one to buy you a car.” He opened the door and showed me the interiors. The ...