Claire
If Claire thought Harlow"s mansion was massive, she was in for a shock. Her mouth fell open as she registered the sheer size of the Featherswallow estate. The driveway was filled with rows and rows of expensive cars that put Taylor"s nice convertible to shame.
"Hang on, let me get the car door for you," Taylor said as she stalled the engine.
Claire felt like a princess getting out of the silver convertible, especially in her new outfit that cost more than a year’s worth of rent. "This place is massive," she noted softly, her nerves jittering through her with full force.
"It"s not too late to back out," Taylor said, only half-jokingly.
"No, I didn’t put my b*a on for nothing. Let’s do this." Claire paused, holding onto her fake date’s arm for a moment longer before letting go.
