KEIRA’s POVI did not know why, but it felt like I had nowhere to go. I could not return to my apartment because I was scared of what Natasha might think of me now. I was also afraid to go back to Papa's house. I did not want to see how disappointed he was in me.That scared me the most.I continued wandering down the streets, lost in my thoughts. I felt helpless and powerless, and it was all my fault. If only I had not allowed my addiction to get the best of me, if only I had not fallen in love with Clint, none of this would have happened. Calvin would not have released those photos, and Clint would not be in this mess.Walking, I found myself at a park and sat on a bench. I looked around at the trees and the people passing by, but my mind was elsewhere. I had no idea what to do next, and the weight of the situation was crushing me.I blamed myself for everything that had happened. I had put Clint in a difficult position and had no idea how to get him out. I wished I could go back an
KEIRA’s POV The moment I stepped into the living room, I could feel the tension. Papa was seated on the sofa, his eyes already on me. From his expression, I could tell that he was not pleased. I exhaled, calming my racing heart, and walked over to the opposite sofa, plopping down on it.Papa sighed, and I saw his expression slowly change to hurt and sadness."Ever since your mother died, I felt like I needed to try my best and raise you properly, but I guess I didn't do a good job."My heart sank at his words. "It is not your fault Papa."He looked at me, and I flinched at his harsh gaze."Then tell me why you chose to go out with an older man who is also your therapist?" Papa asked, the volume of his voice rising."Because I love him, Papa.""That is nonsense! How can you love a man way older than you!" He yelled, startling me. This was the first time I had seen Papa so mad, which scared me.Papa clasped his hands together, exhaling as he kept his gaze on me."It seems like you do
KEIRA’s POVI waited, listening to my father's footsteps as he trudged up the stairs. After a few minutes, I heard the door to his room slam shut. That was my cue. I tiptoed to the front door, grabbing my jacket and purse.I rushed out of the house, running out of the gate like a maniac without looking back. I wanted to see Clint and know how he was holding up. As I ran down the street, I felt a drop of water hit my cheek, and before I could react, rain began to pour down heavily."Shit," I cursed and hailed a taxi.A taxi stopped, and I hopped in immediately. "MarygrooveStreet, hurry up."The driver nodded and began driving down the road. I felt anxiety buildup in my chest. I was eager to see Clint, but this fear also came with it. After seeing the news, I did not have enough time to talk to Clint, seeing that he left the house shocked.How would he react now that the reality had slowly sunk in?I swallowed a lump and exhaled to calm myself. Everything was going to be okay.The driv
CLINT’s POV I slumped onto the barstool, my back hunched over, and my head hung low. My hands shook slightly as I picked up the wine glass, the deep red liquid sloshing around inside. I brought the glass to my lips and chugged the wine down, hoping the alcohol would take away the crushing weight of my depression.As the alcohol burned down my throat, I could not help but repeatedly replay the conversation with Keira. I knew it would be difficult, but I never expected it to be this bad. The pain in her eyes as she cried, the hurt and betrayal she must have felt, made me feel sick.I took another sip of the wine, letting the flavors wash over my tongue, trying to numb my pain. But it was useless; the sadness and guilt were still there, festering inside me like a disease. I had hurt Keira, the one person I loved the most in the world, and it tore me apart.The situation was taking a toll on me mentally, the weight of it all bearing down on me like a ton of bricks. Losing my seat as a bo
KEIRA’s POVI sat in my seat, my mind wandering aimlessly as I stared at the empty podium at the front of the classroom. The room was filled with a cacophony of sounds, the chatter and laughter of my classmates bouncing off the walls. It was unusual for the professor to be late, but no one seemed to care. My thoughts turned to Clint and the words he had spoken me the night before. "We can't see each other anymore, Keira. It is over." The memory was like a knife pierced into my chest, and tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. I missed him so much, and the thought of never being able to see him again made me feel like I was drowning in a sea of sadness.As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I became aware of the people around me whispering and glancing in my direction. Their expressions had turned cautious, and it made me feel so uncomfortable. I knew they were looking at me because of the picture that Calvin had released. The picture of Clint and me on the news, the picture that ha
KEIRA’s POVSarah remained unusually quiet and did not even spare me a glance. That was when the fear kicked in. I moved closer to Sarah, my eyes trailing to the road."Why are you not saying anything? Where are we-"Before I could finish, Sarah lunged her elbow into my nose, the sheer force flinging me back to the back seat. I groaned as I felt my nose burn with pain. I felt a hot liquid drizzle from my nose and touched it. As my eyes trailed to my hand, my heart almost stopped.It was blood. What the actual fuck?Sarah's eyes met mine in the rearview mirror, and her expression was dark. Her cold eyes seemed to penetrate my soul."Stay put and shut your damn mouth, you spoilt brat," she hissed at me.My blood ran cold, and I was unable to move. Sarah clicked her tongue and kept driving. My mind was a pool of questions. What was going on? Where was she taking me? All I knew what that I was in deep shit. Stealthily, I texted Clint, sharing my location and letting him know I was in tro
KEIRA’s POVMy vision spun as I felt I would throw up at any moment now. I could not focus as I tried to make sense of the situation. My eyes were glued to the floor as I tried to regain myself. I blinked my blurry vision clearing slowly.I felt a hand on my shoulder and flinched, thinking it was Sarah again. But when I looked up, I saw Calvin standing before me. He pulled me up from the ground and grabbed my cheeks harshly, making me wince in pain. He gazed into my eyes with intense hatred."You stupid girl," he spat. "I allowed you to hand over the company willingly. Now anything I do to get it will be your fault."I was scared, confused, and at the same time, I was burning with rage. I tried to speak, but my mouth was dry."Spit it out," he growled, and I felt anger boiling."You're crazy," I said, spitting at him.He slapped me across the face in a flash, and I fell to the ground from the impact. My cheeks throbbed, and tears streamed down my face."You will learn to know your pla
KEIRA’s POVMy heart raced wildly as Calvin pointed the gun at me. “I tried so hard to be nice to you, baby sis. But you kept pushing me to the wall.” “I am sorry, Calvin. Please spare me. We have done nothing wrong to you.” I begged. It was the only thing that came to mind to do. He jerked his head at me and gave me a toothy grin. “It’s not yet over for me. But your time is up now.” He said and raised the gun, aiming for my head. Just when he wanted to pull the trigger, sirens blared loudly outside.The sound of sirens wailing in the air sliced through the thick, blood-curling tension that hung in the air. Everyone in the room froze, and their eyes instinctively travelled to the door, which was shut tight.Sarah ran to the window, peering outside. She let out a gasp, her head snapping to Calvin, who still had his pistol pointed at me.“T-The police, they’re here,” she mumbled, her face paler than snow.Calvin retracted his gun, running his hands through his hair as panic set in.