Chapter 220
- Third person pov
- I stood in the hallway, staring at the polished oak doors that led into Claire’s room. My hand hovered just inches away from the wood, and for a long time, I couldn’t bring myself to knock. I could hear faint sobs through the walls, muffled, broken sounds that pierced me in a way nothing else had in weeks.
- She hadn’t stepped out of her room in days. Neither had Olivia.