KEIRA’s POV

My eyes scanned the words written on the book that was spread out on my thighs. It was business gibberish, and quite frankly, I was having a hard time assimilating anything. Even though I had no classes, it did not stop me from studying.

Despite the fact that my mental health was crumbling away like worn-out paint.

I flipped to the next page and decided to focus. I made myself more comfortable on Clint's fluffy sofa and relaxed into it.

My eyes trailed the words, each ...