Kiara's pov
I knew that I should not have allowed myself to be carried away by him but I couldn't help the fact that my foolish heart had wanted to dream.
Propping myself on the bed I stared at the door longingly, wondering when he was going to show up again. Soon the door cracked open and my heart beat with immense joy thinking that he was at the other side but when the person on the other side was revealed it was just a maid.
It wasn't Bryant.
The amount of disappointment I felt was immense as my heart sank and my back rested against the pillow on the bed tiredly.
I thanked the maid but I noticed she didn't respond. Rather she was busy giving me a very dirty look, while she was holding the tray of food.
In an attempt to ignore her blatant glaring, I reached out for the tray without
