KEIRA’S POV.
Stupid! Stupid me!
How could I have believed him?
I’ve lost my dignity, my pride, and my virginity.
I had to see Dad. I would see Dad, and everything would be fine. I ran as fast as I could and didn’t stop when I saw my house, didn’t stop when I reached the porch, and didn’t stop as I ran up the stairs to Dad’s study. I only stopped when I saw his body on the floor, covered in blood.
He was brutally gutted, and If not for the clothes on his body, I wouldn’t have recognized him.
Suddenly I remembered the rouges in town, and finally, I let out a silent scream. I heard the door slam downstairs, and I rose to my feet.
“Keira?” I heard and immediately could tell it was Stephen. He sounded out of breath, and it didn’t take a genius to know he came after me immediately after I
