Chapter 58

• CLAIRE's POV.
• A knock settled on my door and a frown was quick to etch onto my face while I pondered hard and fast about who it could be, I had been tucked up in the fucking room doing nothing at all along, every damn day it was the same.
• The knock became persistent, and I pushed my feet reluctantly towards the dash cam. I had not been expecting anyone's texts or calls; or bits so far, I wasn't involved in the neighborhood or building as a whole; it was something that anyone had to do or say but not from my end.