What About Me?

CHAPTER 55

CLAIRE’S POV

I rose from the sofa, ready to lash out when I saw who it was. But his countenance had me holding back my tongue. Not to mention the bloodstains on the front of his shirt.

He walked past as though he couldn't see me.

"Sayge, are you okay?"

A grunt was all I got in respon...

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