KEIRA’s POV
“When are you going to come back?” Natasha asked me as I threw my small bag of skincare into my box. I had another set at home, but I wasn’t sure if they had the same essentials since I didn’t do the shopping.
“I don’t know, I’ll be attending classes from there and try to spend as much time as I can afford with my dad,” I had realised how little the time we humans had together was when I got that call from the hospital.
I mean, I had always known. I was very aware of how it felt. After all, Mother had left. And then brother, too. But my father had always given me the idea of being like a mountain that wasn’t movable or anything.
So, this heart attack was a harsh clap back into reality.
“Okay then, be good, okay?” Natasha said as she pulled me in for a hug. She smelled like
