Chapter 42Claire's POV
When I woke up from the dream, I looked around and remembered that I was staying in a motel.
Yeah, it was just a dream, how could I be the happy one? Maybe at the moment of birth, my fate was written by God, I was destined to be an unloved and unlovable person, no matter how hard I tried and how good I became, no one would love me.
It's okay, Claire, you still have yourself!
I encouraged myself, because I knew that there was no one else in the world to rely on, and if I didn't encourage myself, I would have stayed in this motel. Maybe one day I'll die here, my body rotting and stinking, and only the attendant will find me when he comes to clean up.
After checking out at the front desk, I walked out of the motel, and outside was a rare glimpse of sunlight in Lond
