Cyir POV
This last couple days have been great. Lydia has been warming up to me and even agreeing to hang out with me. This morning I was on my way to Christopher’s room to talk with him when I caught a glimpse of her beauty in the courtyard. She was sitting on the edge of the water fountain reading a book. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I wasn’t going to approach her at first, but something was pushing me to, so I did.
~ Flash back to a couple hours before lunch~
“Good Morning Beautiful! What you reading there?” I asked as I slowly approached her.
“Umm… It’s… umm… just a book of poetry I’m umm writing.” She said shyly with hesitation.
“You’re writing? So, you write poetry? May I read someth
