KEIRA’s POV

“When are you going to come back?” Natasha asked me as I threw my small bag of skincare into my box. I had another set at home, but I wasn’t sure if they had the same essentials since I didn’t do the shopping.

“I don’t know, I’ll be attending classes from there and try to spend as much time as I can afford with my dad,” I had realised how little the time we humans had together was when I got that call from the hospital.

I mean, I had always known. I was very ...