Chapter 90: We Are Here

KEIRA’s POV

I inserted the key into the hole, and the door to my apartment clicked open. The door swung open with its characteristics creaking noise. I stepped into the passageway, a bit cautiously, for no reason.

Maybe it was because I had arrived a bit early. It was a little after 5 am, and I did not want to wake Natasha, who treasured her beauty sleep with a passion.

I did not have to leave Clint's house so early, but after my dad told me he was coming to pick me up early to see the therapist, I knew I had to leave on time, even though it hurt that I would not be spending the morning, tangled up in bed with Clint.

A sigh escaped my nostrils as I trudged down the passageway and into the living room. My eyes wandered to the noticeable piles of books on the table beside the couch.

I walked over to it and I went grim. These were Natasha's textbooks. She must have been up all night reading. Things with Natasha were not getting better and it was also one of the reasons I spent my time at