CLAIRE“Eva, what’s wrong?” I glanced at Eva in the rearview mirror before finally getting out of the car. A week had passed, my recovery was complete, and now I was heading back to that house again. Annoyingly, Charles insisted on picking me up with Eva. I’d refused with a thousand excuses that I thought would be acceptable, but for some reason, he remained persistent. So the whole way home I was forced to chat with Charles in a romantic, spoiled tone so Eva would feel like she was in hell. And luckily, that discomfort is over now as we arrive. “I’m just under the weather. Oh Chaz, you have to help Claire.”Ah, that fake concern again. Eva started her drama all over again, whimpering in pain. Charles’s reaction? Of course he was worried about Eva. He didn’t chase after me or offer to carry my things. I wasn’t really expecting anything anyway. Besides, from a man like him, all I can expect is inconsistency. So instead of throwing a tantrum, I chose to walk into the house on my
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