Lyra PovWe both turned around to look at the person who had called. It was a girl with short, straight hair. She was already making her way to us; the wind made her hair look like a mess, but it didn't stop her beauty from being seen.The girl had deer-like beauty, akin to that of a model, with beautiful bright eyes. The wind made her hair look like a mess, but it didn't diminish her beauty.She was taller than I am but not as tall as Philip, and her physique was one of a kind. She had curves that made her look divine; her legs were straight and long, and her waist was quite slim. Over her jeans, she wore a black leather shirt that accentuated how tiny her waist was.And this girl, this goddess, knew Philip."Tessa," he called her name, "what are you doing here so early in the morning?"However, as she met up with us, instead of answering that question, she wrapped Philip in a tight hug. What irked me was how tightly Philip reciprocated it.I knew damn well that this wasn't his siste
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