Chapter 25

Claire's P.O.V.

It hadn't even been three seconds for the alarm to go off that I turned it off. I sat up on my bed and pulled my hair in a messy bun. I sighed. Sleep never came to me last night. I gazed at that long scar on my arm, reminding me of Ryan, -- his touch, the comfort, the sense of security he brings. I smiled thinking that how was this even possible that Ryan not even think of anything? Why didn't he ask me anything? The reason? The cause?

These were the only thoughts clouding my mind as my phone rang. It was Liam. "I remember telling you to not call me unless you have anything and I don't believe you really have anything right now," I said as soon I picked up the call.

"You're in a terribly good mood today. That's new." He commented.

"But you don't seem to mind it," I said. "Of course, I don't." Then we fell in silence. Words were just going to come through.