Ciara’s POV
Knock! Knock! Knock! “Ciara Bear! Are you home?” Frantic knocking caught my attention and brought me out of my stupor.
I push myself up off the floor to look out of the window. The sun was almost below the horizon, but I couldn't do anything about it. Alpha Radar’s command shocked my body into remaining limp, but I fought to get to my feet. With crippling movements, I clutched my stomach as pain slowly began to blossom and opened the front door.
“CIARA! Oh My Goddess! I have been calling you for an hour now! Wait… What’s wrong?” Benji walks into the house with a Backpack, a large duffle bag and her rolling suitcase. She drops everything and wraps her arms around me, holding me tight as I begin to sob uncontrollably. The anxiety and panic that swelled in me worked its way out
