53...Get to my heart...

RYAN.

Claire's pretty face was stained with streaks of tears flowing down freely. I feel saddened, and my heart getting moved by the sight right in front of me.

During meetings, all I wanted was to go back home to her and finish what I started this morning, and even if I don't complete that task, I'm contented with her presence around me. Now that I can see her, I'm supposed to be happy about that, but her sadness radiates through me, automatically pulling down my mood.

"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly, holding her cheeks firmly in my palm.

She held my wrist and gently brought it down, then she cleaned her face with the back of her palm and walked past me "Nothing, nothing"

I went after her, matching with her fast pace up the stairs. "This isn't nothing, You're crying, Claire, what's going on with you?"

When she got into the bedroom, she rushed into the bathroom, locking the door. I sighed, pressing my hand and forehead on the door.

"Claire, come on out now"

She remained locked