Senna’s POV
The tavern stood where the old supply depot used to be. I stopped at the edge of the street for a moment, taking it in. It hadn’t been here before.
The structure was new. I noticed the new wood, the new supports. I could smell the fresh coat of paint. The windows were larger than most buildings in Sector 6. From the outside it looked like a really nice tavern. This had always been his dream, to open up a bar. He’d told me about it countless times.
It was something we’d talked about doing together. It was the reason I was saving all my money. So I could help him fulfil his dreams.
But by the looks of it, he’d come and done it without me. With my money. And with my best friend.
I seethed.
Kalev appeared beside me.
“He’s in there?” Kalev asked in a low growl.
“Yes,
