*Kyros' POV*
I sifted through the dresses hanging in her closet and was taken aback by how many there were. "Where have all of these come from?"
She laughed sarcastically and looked up at me from where she stood beside me, watching. "Are you serious?"
Of course, we'd bought them. I knew that, I just hadn't known the extent of it. I looked around the room then, looking at all the fine things we'd showered her with since her arrival into our lives. It was all minuscule compared to what she deserved. And I told her as much.
"Can I be honest?" She asked in a quiet voice.
I turned to face her and placed my hands on her shoulders. "Of course."