“Are you okay?” Logan asked, actually concerned.
Claire regained composure. “I'm okay.” Her voice was barely audible.
“Maybe you should go to your room. Can you walk?”
“Yes.” She removed Logan's hands that held her firm and slowly walked to her room.
What is heartbreak? She asked herself as she slumped on the floor. She was sure that whatever she felt was worse than heartbreak. Her heart was in unimaginable pain, it was like Luther had a knife and kept piercing deep into her heart, again and again and again.
His love was a lie. Her feelings for him were based on lies. What about her baby? Oh God!
She was a fool, a big fool! Why on earth did she think it was fate? That she and Luther met by fate and made love because something drew them to each other. She was wrong, Luther knew her
