KIERA’s POV
I had been studying an academic book that afternoon when my phone vibrated. I usually kept my phone away whenever I had schoolwork to focus on. But today, my focus became disoriented on seeing Clint's name on my screen.
He had just sent me a text.
When I read what he sent, my mood went from good to bad in seconds.
'I am not sure I can be your therapist anymore.' It read.
There was a sour taste in my mouth that was not there before, and my head spun. He had to be kidding me. He had to be fvcking kidding me.
I shoved my laptop away and slipped on a jacket faster than lightning. What made him think he could text s**t like that?
I drove to Clint’s office with one goal in mind. It was not the best idea I had ever come up with, but it did not matter now. I needed to get t
