Claire walked out holding the bowl of soup, only to catch sight of Julian heading straight into her bedroom.
Oh my God—
No, no, no! He can't!
"Julian! Get out of there!"
She practically dropped the soup onto the carpet in a panic, her hands shaking so badly it could've passed for a medical condition. The hot liquid splashed on the back of her hand, burning a bit, but she didn’t even flinch. She bolted after him.
Too late.
To be exact, he’d already gone in before she could even shout.
By the time Claire rushed in, he was already by her bed, crouched down and gently picking up the startled kitten that had stepped on a toy switch, now stuck to the wall, meowing in pure horror.
Of course, he also saw the thing that had gotten knocked over and dragged into full view th
