Chapter 116

Claire's POV

It's been two more days since everything happened. I'm fully healed and have been going to school...alone. Martin has yet to talk to me. My room is for the most part finished, the window was replaced and sometimes I get a glimpse of him, pacing his room, eyebrows furrowed and tight. Sometimes I just stare at him for a moment before I close the curtains and force myself not to think about what he's doing or thinking about. I've caught him looking into my room as well but I quickly lean against the wall or close the blinds.

It's the end of the day and I'm finally back in my room. The walls are white and bare, the bed frame just came in from a local store and they put it together for me. I have a mattress but the comforter isn't here yet so I've just been sleeping on it bare with a pillow and small blanket. The lamp, nightstand, and dresser pair nicely together and I hope soon it'll feel like my safe place again.

There have been rumours around school saying Tara has been sp