The Test

Kieran’s POV

I swallowed a huge lump that was lodged at the base of my throat. I had done that thrice in the last minute now, and still nothing had changed. I wanted to ask for another glass of water, but decided against it. What kind of person asked for over five glasses of water in the past ten minutes? Me. I was that person.

Beads of sweat lined my forehead, and a few droplets slipped down and got into my eye. With a huff, I swiped at my forehead with the sleeve of my shirt. The room was cool with the AC set to the highest degree, but even at that, I was sweating, and not just on my face. Even my palms weren't spared of the sticky assault.

In case it wasn't already obvious by now, I was anxious. Overly anxious about what was going to happen in the next couple of minutes. My gaze darted to the lady in front of me. It was Sabrina, but as I ran my fingers loosely through the braids I'd just finished and watched her through the mirror, she looked different, and it was definitel