KEIRA

"I should not be doing this," I mumbled to myself as I got out of the cab and then covered the remaining distance by foot.

My heart pounded in my chest as I stood outside, pacing anxiously around Clint's car.

His abrupt departure from the house had taken me by surprise, and something inside me urged me to follow him. I was tired of him hiding things from me, tired of feeling left in the dark. Especially when it felt like something that would affect both of us.

Instinct took over, ...