65. Accept your sympathy

Kiara’s POV 

I was just winding up my work at the restaurant when the clock struck 9. My shift officially ended. As it was a friday evening, the restaurant was filled with a throng of people. My shift had been hectic, barely giving me any time to breathe in between. When I walked out of the restaurant in my normal clothes, exhaustion hit me at once. I yearned for nothing more than the comfort of my bed and a good night’s sleep that followed. However, I was not going to get home for another thirty minutes. 

Sighing, I opened my phone to check for any notifications. My last text was from Marcus, telling me that he was running late but he would be here in another fifteen minutes. Ever since the attack, Marcus had insisted on accompanying me back home whenever my shifts ran late. I usually work the evening shift so that I could be back at home before