Hiram's POV
When I got back to the house, Riya was already fast asleep on the couch in the living room and in front of her, on the table, were unopened food packages in brown paper bags. It looked like she had ordered some food for us and stayed up late, waiting for me even when I had told her to go to bed without waiting for me.
Stubborn Riya.
I walked towards where she was lying on the couch and crocheted closer to her. I watched her sleeping face and I could feel my heart warm at the peacefulness of her face while she slept. I wondered how a girl so simple could have me overthinking, enough to want to do anything to distract myself from her thoughts. She was simple, yet I could see everything in her.
Slowly and cautiously, my hand moved to her red hair and arranged the part that co
