Was Marissa playing mind games on her or was she being genuine with everything she did? Different thoughts flooded Kiara’s mind as she lay on the bed in her room, staring up at the ceiling. Marissa and she parted ways back at the hospital, and she told Kiara she would get a call the next day at exactly 11:15 A.M.
That’s what she was waiting for now, but the call never came through. She glanced at her phone and realized that five more minutes had passed. “Of course, she stood me up again.” Kiara scoffed, sitting up and putting her hair up in a ponytail, securing it with a hair tie.
She wasn’t in the mood for games, and she wasn’t in the mood to be led on either. All she wanted was a little bit of honesty, all this talk of ‘Project Seraph’ and whatnot made her sick to the stomach. She st
