Lira's POV
Sleep came quietly, like a gentle thief in the afternoon, and when I woke, the sky outside had already begun to dim. It was already evening, Damian was probably back at it. Planting more flowers, trying again.
I rubbed my eyes and stared at the ceiling. My heart still felt heavy, like a stone had taken up residence there.
Rolling out of bed, I walked to the window and looked down at the garden. I could still see him from the room window. He was there, with his back turned, dirt on his hands again.
It was odd, seeing him like that, so soft around the edges.
I didn’t linger. I went into the bathroom, took a long warm shower, and threw on a casual silk robe. Just as I was tying the sash, my phone buzzed.
A message from Eloise dropped.
Hi sister-in-law, I just arrived. Come g
