Cara’s POV
There was a knocking at my door early the next morning, I had slept late last night because of how angry I had gone to bed, and most of the night, it was tossing and turning.
Now, I hadn't slept very well for that long, and someone was already trying to wake me up.
The knocking was an incessant pounding that penetrated into my dreams and gave me a raging headache even before I opened my eyes.
Sighing, I rolled over and looked at the clock that was on the wall. Even before the time registered in my brain, I could see that it was still a bit dark outside, which meant that it was still early, then I saw the time to be six twenty two, and I groaned again.
Good Lord.
I rubbed my eyes and heard the pounding again and that startled me.
“Who the hell is that at my door?” I wh
