Lyra's POVKurtis and I had just come back inside after celebrating, my heart still racing from the intimate moments we shared. I could still feel the warmth of his touch lingering on my skin, the intensity of his gaze making it impossible to think of anything else. But there was something in the way he smiled at me, something more than just the usual affection in his eyes. I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was planning something big.He leaned back on the couch, pulling me close to his side. “Baby girl,” he whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from my face, “I’ve got a little surprise for you.”I tilted my head, curious. “Another surprise?” I teased, my fingers lightly tracing the line of his jaw. “After everything, we’ve already celebrated tonight?”He grinned that boyish smile that always made my heart skip a beat. “Oh, this one’s even bigger. Something special.” His voice dropped, sending a shiver down my spine. “You’re going to love it.”I raised an eyebrow, intrigued but
Kurtis's POVAs I held Lyra in my arms, feeling the softness of her skin and the way she pressed perfectly against me, I couldn’t suppress the slow, satisfied smile creeping onto my face. Tonight had been everything I’d hoped for, and so much more. The way her eyes lit up, her breath catching in her throat when I slipped that ring onto her finger… every second of planning, every tiny detail, had been worth it.I kissed the top of her head, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair as she snuggled closer, her fingers trailing lazily over my chest. The warmth of her body against mine had me feeling a different kind of heat. The night was far from over in my mind.“You still thinking about it?” she asked softly, her voice low and teasing as if she knew exactly where my mind had wandered.“Mmm,” I murmured, tightening my hold on her, my lips grazing the shell of her ear. “I can’t help it. You looked so damn beautiful tonight, baby girl. The way you lit up when you saw the ring... when you said
Kurtis POVThe next morning, I woke up before the sun, excitement bubbling inside me. Lyra was still asleep, her head resting on my chest, her body curled into mine. I smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction knowing what was about to happen.I slipped out of bed carefully, not wanting to wake her, and headed downstairs. My phone buzzed with a message from James.**James:** "The car’s out front, bro. Everything’s perfect. Good luck!"I peeked out the window, and there it was, sleek, midnight blue, with a massive red ribbon tied around the hood. It looked even better than I imagined. I could hardly wait to see Lyra’s reaction.I went back upstairs, gently waking her up with a kiss. “Morning, baby girl,” I whispered against her lips, my voice thick with anticipation.She stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she smiled up at me. “Mmm, morning,” she murmured, snuggling closer.“I’ve got something to show you,” I said, my excitement barely
Lyra’s POVI couldn’t hold back the excitement any longer. My heart was practically bursting, and I knew I had to call Angela right away. Every part of me tingled with joy, and my chest felt light, almost like I was floating. I couldn’t stop smiling, my cheeks aching from the constant grin. The ring on my finger sparkled in the soft light of the room, catching my eye with every movement. I lifted my hand again, admiring how the diamond caught the light, making everything feel even more real, yet somehow still a dream. With a huge smile on my face, I grabbed my phone, barely able to contain my excitement. My hands trembled slightly as I dialed Angela’s number, anticipation building with each ring. My fingers danced over the screen, but I couldn’t focus on anything except the giddy joy bubbling up inside me. I knew Angela would be just as excited for me, I could already hear her scream of excitement when I told her the news. As I waited for her to pick up, I stared at the ring again,
Lyra’s POVI stared at my phone long after the call with Angela ended, the joy from earlier slowly fading. Something about her tone kept replaying in my mind, a nagging feeling that I couldn’t shake. Angela wasn’t happy for me, not really. The way she said, "Wow, that’s… amazing" had felt so forced, so unlike her. Normally, she'd be the first to jump up and down with me, screaming in excitement. But this time... there was nothing.I sighed, sinking onto the couch and absentmindedly twisting the ring on my finger. It was stunning, the diamond catching the light in a way that made it almost hypnotic. This ring was supposed to represent everything Kurtis and I had together: love, commitment, and a future. But now, it felt like a heavy weight on my hand. Was Angela jealous?The thought hit me hard, and I shook my head, trying to dismiss it. “No, that can’t be it”. But the more I thought about it, the more things started to click into place. She had sounded distant, cold even. She mention
Lyra's POV It was supposed to be a simple day, a meeting, an introduction, maybe even a new friend. But nothing with Angela ever turned out simple. I should have known better.Angela was always the wild one in my life. While I liked things to be calm and organized, she thrived on chaos. Growing up, I was the one with the organized bedroom, the color-coded calendar, and the carefully planned-out future. Angela? She was the girl who could throw together a killer outfit in five minutes flat, the life of every party, and the one who never seemed to worry about anything. She lived in the moment, always diving headfirst into whatever caught her interest, while I stood on the sidelines, watching, sometimes envying, but mostly cleaning up the messes she left behind.And yet, despite our differences, or maybe because of them, we were inseparable. She was the sun, and I was her shadow, always there, always following. I didn’t mind it, not really. Angela’s life was exciting, full of surprises
Lyra's POV Two weeks on this island, and everything had changed. What was supposed to be a simple favor for Angela had turned into something I couldn’t control. Every day, I felt myself falling deeper in love with Kurtis, and the guilt was eating me alive. I spent every moment with him, pretending to be Angela, laughing at his jokes, listening to his stories, and sharing moments that were supposed to belong to my sister. But the more time I spent with him, the more I realized that I wasn’t just pretending, I was genuinely falling for him. His smile, his touch, the way he looked at me like I was the only person in the world… It was all too much. But it was also a lie. Tonight was no different. We had spent the evening walking along the beach, the waves crashing softly against the shore, the sky painted in shades of pink and orange as the sunset. The warmth of the sand under our feet and the gentle breeze coming off the ocean created a moment that should have been perfect. But som
I walked back and forth in my room, trying to figure out how everything went so wrong. My mind was a mess of regret and confusion. How did I let it get this bad? I had no idea what Kurtis would do now, after finding out the truth. The last thing I wanted was to hurt him, but I had done just that. The knock on my door startled me. It was late, too late for anyone to be knocking, especially at this hour. My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead. I froze, unsure whether to answer or stay silent. Who could it be? What did they want at this time? Kurtis stood there, his face twisted in anger, his eyes wild with a pain I had never seen before. My heart sank. This wasn’t the man I had come to love; this was someone else entirely, someone consumed by rage and betrayal. "Kurtis" I started, but he cut me off, his voice cold and harsh. "Don’t you dare say my name," he snapped, stepping into the room and slamming the door behind him. "I can’t even look