Claire’s POV
Three Months.
That was how long it had taken for my world to turn completely upside down.
Dressed in a tailored pink suit, I sat in the passenger seat of a sleek black sports car, lazily scrolling through the trending headlines that had dominated the news for three days straight.
A soft chuckle escaped my lips before I could stop it.
“What's so funny, Claire? Care to share?” Richard asked, his voice teasing.
Even without looking up, I could picture the smirk on his face.
“Nothing much,” I replied. “Just saw an old name pop up… feels like a lifetime ago.”
I raised my head slightly, staring at him through the rearview mirror.
My reflection stared back at me, healed, radiant, no longer the fragile woman who had once trembled at the sound of a single name. My ocean-blue
