Chapter 27

Claire's P.O.V.

Morning never seemed this difficult to me except that morning, where even taking steps felt heavy to me. I stared at my red, swollen eyes in the mirror. How empty, hollow and lifeless they looked. Looking in the mirror, I pitied myself for everything that I had been through and for everything I was yet to go through. How can fate be this cruel? I asked myself but got no answer.

Scarlett's pregnancy felt like bathing in cold water with ice around me, already freezing me out, pushing my back and deep. Markus knew that when he killed her but he still didn't care. He was never like this then how come he became so cruel and ruthless in just one night. He was still the same, -- affectionate and loving towards us at the night before he killed her.