Chapter 80:

Kira’s POV:

I watched him clench his fists, his shoulders tense as though the mere act of standing there was tearing him apart from the inside. His eyes—those devastatingly familiar eyes that once made my knees buckle—were red-rimmed, bloodshot, and tired. Exhausted. Like he hadn’t slept. Or maybe hadn’t even breathed right since last night.

I looked away before I could start feeling anything else