Third POV
As Keiera sat on the edge of her bed, lost in a whirlwind of self-doubt and fear, a sharp knock on the door jolted her out of her thoughts. Startled, she glanced towards the door, her heart pounding in her chest as she wondered who could possibly be visiting her at a time like this.
With hesitant steps, she made her way to the door, her mind racing with a thousand questions. Who could it be? And what did they want from her?
As she swung open the door, she was met with a sight that both surprised and relieved her. Standing before her was Riley, her best friend and confidante, a look of concern etched on her face.
"Riley?" Keiera breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"
But before Riley could respond, Keiera's eyes were drawn to the man standing
