Thinking back on the last ten minutes of nonstop harassment at breakfast, then at the "ghostly love story" before her, Claudia reluctantly realized that staying would accomplish nothing.Watching Bruce and Isolde's display would only deepen her anger. Her face turned pale, and she shot them a furious glare."This is pointless. I'm done." She spat the words, clicked her heels, and strode toward the locked, carved wooden door.Coldly, she spoke into her headset. "Open the door."The lock disengaged from outside, and the door swung open.Claudia stormed out, her expression dark.Inside, Bruce and Isolde remained where they stood. He raised his hand and gently brushed away the powder on her cheek, which had begun to crack and dry. His eyes brimmed with affection, his smile soft and unrestrained.He lowered his gaze to her. "Still playing?"More than half the haunted house remained unexplored. If he stayed with Claudia, the time would drag, dull and tedious. With Isolde beside him,
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