CLAIRE’s P.O.V.
I look at the yellowish bruise at my arm. It’s been a week since Darren and I fought. Ever since that day, we never talked. Elijah wasn’t telling me anything about him either. I feel lost... Not knowing what do to next after that day until now.
“Okay, class dismissed,” I announced after seeing the time on the clock hanging by the wall.
“Bye, Teacher Claire!”
“See you tomorrow!”
I gladly waved back at those students who smiled widely at me while making their way out of the classroom. One of the reason why I chose to be a teacher is that because children can temporarily relief the tension and sadness. The smile on their cute little faces will make anyone’s heart melt in awe.
“Claire!” I saw Elijah running towards me, looking worried.
“What?”
After he stopped in front
