Lyra’s POV
The morning light streamed through my bedroom window, painting everything in soft gold. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, jolting me out of my thoughts. I reached for it, my heart skipping a beat when I saw Kurtis’s name flashing on the screen.
“Good morning, baby girl,” his deep voice greeted me.
“Good morning,” I replied, feeling a flutter in my chest. Even after everything we’d been through, his voice still had that effect on me.
“How did you sleep?” he asked.
“Better than I have in weeks,” I admitted. “Knowing Alice is finally in custody helps.”
There was a pause, and then he chuckled. “I knew that would ease your mind. But listen, we have something more important to focus on now—our wedding.”
My heart soared. “You’re right. No more delays.”
“Exactly.
