EIRA’S POV

“Look! I have flowers!” Fira was swaying her hips while hugging the flowers on her arms. She saw that when she opened the door this morning.

I slowly moved my head left and right. It came from Colden. I knew what his favorite flower was. The sun flower, only growing in the hot temperature, it faced where the sun was.

Fira had a broad beautiful smile. “I am jealous. Who is your admirer that gives you those flowers every day?” She put the flower on the table, grabbed the note and read it. “You’re the reason why I woke up smiling.” Fira’s expression was teasing me. She choked...