KEIRA

I was sad to see Clint go. But we both knew it was best he left before Papa got back. After sharing a sweet, lingering kiss, I felt a rush of euphoria that carried me through the rest of the day. The sun seemed to shine a little brighter, and the world felt full of possibilities. 

As I savoured the happiness that came from our encounter, I could not help but reflect on the contrast between Clint's warm presence and the looming shadow of my stepbrother, Calvin.

In the tranquil ...