CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX
**OLIVER WEST**
Thirty minutes later, I looked presentable enough, I'd combed my hair until it obeyed, the clothes Kieran had bought for me the last time fit my body perfectly.
The pants made my legs look longer, and the forest green sweater brought out my eyes.
I felt…attractive, maybe even handsome if not for these freaking dark eye circles!
Natural eyeliner, so who cares?
The under-eye circles were my battle scars, I had survived Kieran. So, I was going to wear them with pride!
Taking a deep breath, I opened the bathroom door and stepped into the bedroom.
Kieran was leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone, but the moment he saw me, he went completely still.
My stomach felt taut as his grey eyes traveled slowly from my face down to my feet and back up again, and I watched something shift in his expression - surprise melting into something warmer, more intense that made my stomach squirm.
