Kaelan's POV
I drove to the apartment I kept near company headquarters. It was barely furnished, just a place I used when work ran late and I did not want to make the drive home. Now it felt appropriate… like the kind of place someone like me should be.
My back was killing me. The injuries from the rockfall had not fully healed yet and all the tension from last night had made everything worse. I could feel the ache spreading down my spine.
The headaches that came after episodes were brutal too. I had taken my medication but it barely touched the pain.
I sat on the couch in the dark apartment and replayed everything. My father's voice, the specific tone he used that always got under my skin and then Keira's hand. The blood. Her face when she looked down and realized what happe
