Chapter 74. Sorting Emotions

KEIRA’s POV

"Here is your latte, ma'am," the bubbly waiter with curly red hair said as she settled a tray in front of me.

I gazed at the cup of coffee and the slice of carrot cake beside it. I thanked her, and she walked away with the empty tray in hand. My eyes trailed back to the coffee, and I sighed.

After dropping Natasha off, going back home did not seem right at all. I had to stop by a cafe nearby my apartment and sort out my thoughts. I picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip.

My mind was blank, and I could not think of anything. I picked up the small fork and took a bite out of the carrot cake. The cake tasted good, but somehow it had a bland taste on my tongue. I could not seem to enjoy it no matter how many bites I took.

The whole conversation I had with Natasha played in my mind like a broken record. I could still vividly remember her face and how she had reacted to my accusations.

The way she sparked and yelled at me rang through my