# Kaira's POV

After Camille and Jason had sent me off, I sat in the cab unable to shake the feeling about Tony. My mind kept playing different scenarios, imagining how our meeting would go in the most positive way possible.

Soon, within an hour, I reached the location Tony had asked to meet. The ride there felt overwhelming, like my chest was being squeezed by invisible hands.

"Thank you, sir," I bowed to the driver before leaving.

He was a young guy who seemed to be in his early thirties ...