Adrian’s POV
“Kira,” I said again, but this time, I said it out loud with a sense of pride, voice rough with excitement the moment her scent drifted into my nostrils.
Yes, Kira. You heard me right. Not Abby. Kira.
You’re probably wondering how the hell she’s standing in my hallway, eyes open, cheeks pink, looking like she wants to murder me herself instead of lying cold just like she was a few hours ago.
Kira…because that’s her name…tilted her head, those big brown eyes narrowed in suspicion when she heard me call her name again. I could practically hear the questions piling up behind them.
Let me explain.
When Thomas finally left the room earlier and it was just the two of us, I sat on the edge of the bed like a desperate i***t, holding her hand, talking nonsense just to keep my ow
