KEIRA’s POV
It was two days to Clint’s return, and I had been able to be a good girl. I knew it was the right choice for me to leave and never look back, but I had never felt this way in my entire f*****g life. I was literally going insane.
I had come a long way since Clint left, but at this point, I was willing to throw all care to the wind. My mind whirled with several thoughts as I jogged the winding path to my apartment that evening.
I barely made it into my apartment and had no time to let the frustration in my chest mellow when there was a knock on the door. I was not in the mood for visitors or talking to anybody. But that did not stop me from flinging the door open with a groan.
Jeremy, a former f**k buddy, stood a few feet away from me in my corridor. I had cut him off when
