Chapter 32:

Kira’s POV:

My thumb hovered over the screen of my phone, my eyes wide, scrolling through what looked like a digital wildfire.

"What the hell," I muttered, and my voice didn’t sound like mine.

Dante turned from the counter again, spatula in hand, raising a brow at me.

"Told you to be prepared," he said nonchalantly, flipping the last golden waffle onto the pristine white plate.

I blinked at the sc