Lira’s POV
We stepped into the cool luxurious interior of the restaurant, and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. The noise faded and was replaced by soft music and the clinking of glasses.
A smartly dressed waiter bowed slightly and gestured toward a reserved area.
“Welcome, Blackwood family. Right this way.”
We followed him past rows of diners, and I noticed some still staring, whispering, some even sneaking photos. But it didn’t bother me.
Because I wasn’t just Lira the actress.
I was Lira Blackwood, Damian's blackwood wife.
The waiter stopped at a beautiful VIP booth near the glass windows. The gold lettering on the table read: Reserved Blackwood Family.
I blinked at the name tag, it was lovely.
Damian pulled out a seat for me before taking his own beside me, then
