Kyra’s POV

I’d been pacing my room for so long that the carpet felt almost invisible beneath my feet, like I might wear straight through it if I didn’t stop soon, but I did not care about that as I kept on going back and forth, from my bed to the window and then from there back to my bed, over and over again, with my thoughts looping just as uselessly as my movement.

Getting Leo’s target off Lena’s back was all there was for me at that moment, that was my problem, and no matter how ...