Lyric’s P.O.V
“Holy shit!” I blinked at my reflection at the mirror. “I like Lydia McKenzie!”
The realization wasn’t what had me stunned, but it was the fact that it had taken so long for me to realize it, that was what surprised me most.
Lydia was an astounding woman. She was beautiful and not just on the outside, but she was a kind hearted and compassionate person. She was also the person who gave me comfort. Just being around her was enough for me to feel better, feel…refreshed. She makes me want to be a better version of myself, a better person who she can be proud of.
A knock on the door sounded then and I fixed the buttons on my tux before opening the door to my room.
“Stephen?” I raised my eyebrows at him as I moved aside to let him enter.
“Here,” he held out his hand with a box in it. “Dad send it for you. It’s a thank you gift for being Lydia’s friend.”