Chapter 20: Let's End This

KIERA’s POV

I had been studying an academic book that afternoon when my phone vibrated. I usually kept my phone away whenever I had schoolwork to focus on. But today my focus became disoriented seeing Clint's name across my screen.

He had just sent me a text.

When I read what he sent, my mood went from good to bad in seconds.

'I am not sure I can be your therapist anymore.' It read.

There was a sour taste in my mouth that was not there before and my head spun. He had to be kidding me. He had to be fucking kidding me.

I shoved my laptop away and slipped on a jacket faster than lightning. What made him think he could text shit like that?

I drove to Clint’s office with one goal in mind. It was not the best idea I had ever come up with, but it did not matter now. I needed to get to the end of this.

It was four days early before our session but I sauntered into the building nonetheless. The receptionist at the front desk confusedly gave me a look, checking over the date on the calen