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Claire's POV
I was reading a book, or rather I was trying to, when my mother walked in.
"I got you a cup of your favorite hot chocolate, bunny." She beamed while sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Thanks, mom. Just what I needed right now to go with my book." I forced a smile, praying that it didn't look fake.
It's been two days since I took a voluntary discharge from the hospital and came home. I wasn't supposed to be here, considering that my parents were already worried about me since Zara arrived in my life like a calamity, ruining my marriage.
The last thing I wanted them to do was freak out, after learning that I starved myself for ten days like a stupid person.
However, there's nowhere else I could turn to. No door that would open for me, talk less of arms that would emb
