*Kiera*
I did have fun and I will admit it was nice being out, spending time with a friend and not constantly having to worry about Frida, her i juries and the pending adoption, not to mention my relationship with Will… not that I was able to totally forget it… But in the end I almost can’t wait to get home, so I thank Marissa for a great night and get an Uber.
I step through the door of the penthouse, the soft click of the lock echoing in the stillness of the night. It’s a little past 1 AM, and the fuzzy ringing in my ears from the karaoke bar is still dancing around in my head, mixing with the remnants of laughter and off-key singing. The night felt like magic, but now the weight of the world creeps back in.
Both Will and frida’s Doors are left ajar, I guess so he can hear her if she
