His Forbidden Flower
She had lost all faith in him months ago.
Without wasting another second, Claire rushed to the window and pushed it open.
It wasn't too high.
If she jumped carefully, she could land on the bushes below and avoid serious injury.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, she climbed onto the windowsill and leapt.
"Ow!"
She winced as a sharp sting shot through her knees when they scraped against the ground.
Biting back another cry, she rubbed her left knee before forcing herself upright. Without sparing a single glance behind her, she limped towards the road. Claire knew that if she looked back even once, the little courage she had managed to gather would crumble instantly.