Book 3: Living My Dream Life

Lyra’s POV 

The song ended, and I gasped at the sight of Leandros giving me a standing ovation. It made my heart fill with satisfaction. I was sure he loved the song I composed and sang for him. If fashion design hadn’t been my passion, I would surely have taken up music as my career.

Leandros came forward, and I smiled at him shyly. Had I confessed too much? Did he understand what he meant to me? Did he feel my love for him? 

He enveloped me in his warm embrace without a word! Even amidst the loud applause all around me, I could feel his heart thumping wildly in his chest. 

Was it because of me? 

“I’m touched, Lyra. I’m deeply touched. Thank you for the wonderful gift. Did you compose it?”

“Yes,” I whispered breathlessly.

His mouth brushed against my forehead and I wondered if he kissed me there. He released me and led me to our table. I couldn’t meet his probing gaze. It was a different thing to sing fr