Chapter 146:

Kira’s POV:

Now, sitting in the passenger seat of Mom’s cherry-red car, Gemma was still repeating the same topic from last night. We had left early in the morning, the pre-dawn chill still clinging to the air, to have breakfast at the quaint, old seaview café that we used to love going to when we were kids.

I felt a panging sense of longing. I wished… that Tessa was here with us. We would have bee