Chapter 15 ☾ Regret
Keifer POV
I throw my suitcase back onto my bed, the thing is still heavy with my things from Spearhead. I haven't unpacked anything yet, so I start to rip clothes out of the case, ready to pack them up all over again in a small backpack.
I need to pack light, and I need to hurry. I want to be gone as soon as possible.
Going around my old room, I hardly look at the childhood bedroom I used to call home. It's filled to the brim with old memories that haunt me with their reminder of a better time. So many memories, both fond and depressing.
I grab only the essentials, a few changes of clothes and some toiletries. By the time I'm done I'm seething. All I can think of is Opal, and the guilt I feel over not going out to find her sooner.