KEIRA’S POV

It was silent at this point as we both sank into our thoughts.

I had never seen Clint this way, so disoriented, so helpless, so vulnerable. I had somehow forgotten that even though he was a therapist who helped people with their problems, he was a human too who had problems of his own. It made my heart clench that he had no one to talk to.

I suddenly realised how much I needed to drink too. I had had a shitty day, I could as well get drunk.

I walked straight to his bar ...