Kristen's pov.

I sat down quietly on my seat as I stared blankly at Noah, his body was as cold as ice, one would think he was dead if they didn't notice his faint breathing.

Tears rolled down my face as my mind slowly drifted back to the day I met Dominic. I was supposed to be at my training but I sneaked out to go clubbing with my friends.

“Kristen” I remembered my best friend, Lidya calling.

“What?” I frowned as I locked eyes with her. “Me and the girls are going out, wanna come?” She smiled giving me a nudge.

“I don't” I scoffed. “I missed last Saturday's...