Kiara POV

The cab screeched to a halt, right in front of my apartment. I breathe out in fatigue, paid the taxi driver, then hauled myself out of the car. I opened the small iron gate to the compound and entered, but to my greatest surprise, I saw Nicholas sitting on one of the steps away from my doorstep. He rose to his feet in an instant as soon as he saw me reaching the house. “Kiara?” He called softly, “What are you doing here, Nicholas?” I asked him in a calm tone. After our last encounter, judging from how I had talked back and embarrassed him, I never thought...