Chapter 167: Adelaide.

Lyros is acting strange.

“Let me.”

I don’t argue with him this time as he takes the strings of the dress from me.

For some reason, this dress has strings to tighten it upfront. They crisscross across my stomach and like that isn’t enough, Lyro has to face me to do them up.

I’m not sure if he’s suffering from a brain concussion or if he hit his head on a rock. He looks fine…….

He looks perfectly okay yet he’s chosen today to act crazier than he ever has since I've known him because an apology?

I’m still not sure if the memory of that in my head is a dream or a hallucination.

My eyes drift to him and he’s still there. He has the strings to the lacing of this gown in his hands and he looks at them intently, fumbling with the tiny strands of fabric as he tries to figure them out.

A scoff almost escapes my lips, but then he looks up.

Lyros’s eyes glow from under thick heavy lashes and I feel like I'm looking down at him and looking up at him at the same time.

His hands have paused on