KEIRA'S POV

My yoga session the next day was scheduled at the beach ten kilometres away from the city. I had been driving for hours and I felt exhaustion wash through me. I regretted not getting a cab like Natasha had suggested. How did her opinion always end up right?

The beach house soon came into view and I heaved a sigh of relief. I had already started thinking about how I would tear down my hair if I did not arrive in another hour. And as I picked out my mat and duffel bag, I looked ...