Kyra’s POV

The taxi barely came to a full stop before I shoved the door open and jumped out with my heart racing so hard that it felt like it might jump out of my chest if I didn't take a moment to catch my breath, but I didn’t mind it.

I did not bother waiting for the driver to say how much the ride cost. I pulled out a was from the cash that was meant for Leo and handed it over, not caring if I was overpaying or not—I knew I was. I nodded absently as he thanked me after spreading ...