KEIRA’s POV
I stared at my digital clock, which was propped on my bedside table, with a cup of hot, steaming coffee in my hands. I took a sip from the cup, feeling the bitter yet sweet taste of the coffee lingering on my tongue.
The time on the clock read 6:12 a.m. I was never up this early, considering that Clint had dropped me back so late. I did not want Papa to know about us just yet, so I asked that he drop me off at the apartment I shared with Natasha instead.
Normally, it would have been impossible for me to be up so early in the morning, but today was important. Brendon was leaving the town today for his exchange program. When I heard the news, I was greatly disheartened. Brandon was one of my best friends, my lover one time, and we hung out every time we could.
The fact that
