Lucian's POV.
I woke up earlier than usual.
My whole body moved on its own, like it already knew my plan. I brushed my teeth and went straight upstairs, my heart beating louder than my footsteps.
I positioned myself beside Lyra’s door, pretending to stretch. Anyone who saw me would think I was warming up for jogging, but I knew the truth—
I just wanted to see her before she started her day.
It’s been five months living in this house with everyone, but she is the only reason I wake up eager every morning. She doesn’t know it… but she controls my whole mood.
If she smiles at me?
My day is done.
If she ignores me?
I can’t think straight.
I leaned slightly, trying to hear movement from her room. Maybe she was awake. Maybe she was brushing her hair. Maybe she would open the door and
