ILLUSION SPELL

It was already nightfall when Claire pulled her car over at a remote street. The tears had stopped rolling down her cheeks but her anger had not subsided, not even in the slightest.

She had been the one who had dealt with her mother's mess after her selfish father had walked out on them. And now suddenly, he was trying to weave his way into their lives again and her mother was okay with it! Claire didn't understand.

Claire got out of the car, locked it and started to stroll down the remote street, her mind clouded with a million thoughts.

If her father thinks that he could just suddenly show up and start playing father again and then everything would be alright, and all he did would be forgotten, then he was f**king dreaming…

"Claire?" a familiar voice made her turn sideways, to a house by her right. Standing right outside the house with an empty trashcan was Nick.