Chapter 31 Claire
After catching a maxim of how my mate Michael was feeling and anguished I was left with no strength and repose. The sun was gleaming in my orbs by that it means I hibernated until morning. I groan looking at the clock eight o'clock in the morning. In my pathetic puny body I depart to the bathroom to gaze at my mug. Damn. Dried black tears in my black veins mug.More and more I was looking like Ruth. Four days was left to the battle. "Claire are you awake? are you in there?" Annabelle she chimed in her witchy voice. "Ahm just a second,I will be out." I said gazing myself in a mirror. I sigh. I decided to wash my face with cold water and wipe it with a towel. "Oh my poor child,you look dreadful.Come eat breakfast with me." She said to me, patting to sit next to her while I set my
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