Lyra's POV
I woke up the next morning and gazed at Luca who was still sleep next to me. His face looked so innocent and calm, it didn't seem like it was the same person that was drunk at a party the previous day.
Slowly, I sat up to leave the room without waking him up. The moment my feet touched the floor, his eyes opened.
“Lyra...what are you doing here?” He asked with sleepy eyes.
I rolled my eyes. He rubbed his head, as he finally recalled everything that happened. “Oh..”He muttered.
“I should go, I have a lot to do today.” I said and rose up to leave.
He held my hand as soon as I was about to leave the room. “Thank you, Lyra.” Luca muttered. I gazed at him, unsure of what to say.
A smile formed on my face, that seemed enough. I left the room afterwards, slamming the door behind
