Keya's POV:
"This is delicious. Goddess, I missed it."
"I missed you," Cara said with a smile.
I took a bite, letting the syrup and butter melt on my tongue, grounding me. Comfort food was named that for a reason. Each forkful soothed a little of the adrenaline still buzzing in my veins.
I could practically feel his lingering stare at the back of my head, the weight of it like a whisper brushing against my neck. His energy was loud, even in silence. Agitated. Humiliated. Scrambling for control he no longer had.
I didn’t give in to the urge to turn around.
I wouldn’t.
“So…” Cara finally said, swirling her coffee with a lazy finger around the rim. “We’re not going to break his nose?”
I gave her a small smile without looking up. “We broke his ego. That’s much, much better.”
She grinn
