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Claire wasn’t sure how she felt about the whole ‘near kiss’ moment with him.


Part of her thought she’d cooked up the intimate embrace and that she was reading too much into it.

The other half of her felt… alive. Like her mind and body were coming back to life after years of being dormant.

It was probably just his good looks. He was so attractive that she’d have to be dead to not respond to him in some way.

“claire, please sweep the rubbish next to the garbage can. The garbage truck is coming in a while anna said.

And just like that, she was jolted from the memory. “All right,” claire said.

She caught a glimpse of ryan coming into the center and she shot a quick glance at her friend. Nice of anna to take her out of ryan’s path. For a while, she wasn’t sure if anna was going to

respect her decision or if she was going to keep trying to convince claire to give ryan a chance.He was a nice enough man.
But… he deserved better than her!
So did isaac  for that matter.
Clairefrowned.

She cherished his friendship. She tried to imagine her apartment without him in it. If she came home one day and he wasn’t there.
It sent a pain through her chest.
More of her coworkers were gossiping about the mayer's ad drama. She meant what she’d said to isaac, she didn’t care one way or the other about him. If she still had feelings for hendrix maybe she would’ve enjoyed seeing him embarrassed. It was nice don’t get her wrong, it made her believe that maybe karma did work. But if she subscribed to all of that then she’d have to think that she’d done something to earn all the turmoil and pain she’d experienced.
It’s okay. You’re okay.Today is a new day.

She walked to the garbage can and started to sweep the surrounding area.

Suddenly, a pair of Dior high heels came into claire’s view.

She had once seen plenty of luxury brands and was aware that these particular shoes cost more than she’d make in several months.

She then lifted her head and audrey's beautiful face came into sight.

Claire had not been expecting to come across audrey again so quickly.Claire looked the same as when claire had met her for the first time all those years ago.

She was tall and thin in the way only actresses could be. Her skin had a perfect glow. Meticulously applied makeup, haute couture clothes, expensive designer handbag…

She looked every bit the actress and fiancee to one of the richest men in the city.

If not for either of those things, she was still the only daughter of the Beckett family and a socialite in her own right.

Even then, when audrey permitted others to rip out her nails, she was still dressed exquisitely. Her expensive and branded clothes stood out in the dark prison.
She looked so radiant and glamorous, then. And now.

It was also this city socialite, highly esteemed by everyone else, who’d made it her goal to see claire tortured and abused. There was a moment when claire understood audrey ’s plight Irish ,and Audrey sister, had died. But it was an accident!

Audrey hadn’t even been close to irish They were related, but for audrey to be so vengeful, so focused on hating claire at every turn, even years later, it made no sense.

Maybe if claire had been unrepentant. But that wasn’t the case. She deeply regretted the accident.
belle, who was accompanying audrey, also noticed claire and immediately sneered. “I was wondering who this is. Isn’t she the perpetrator who killed irish? This sure is karma. I can’t believe she’s now here working as a sanitation worker.”
Claire’s complexion paled and she remained silent. She lowered her head and continued to sweep up the rubbish that had fallen around the dumpster.

“She sure is thick-skinned belle said. “If it were me who had killed someone’s sister, I’m afraid I would cry bitterly as I knelt down and begged for forgiveness. I can’t believe that some people would see it as not a big deal belle taunted further.Claire  took a deep breath and slowly raised her head. She looked at the two of them and said, “I’ve already paid the price.” She held the broom in front of her, a physical barrier to encourage these two women to keep their distance.

There were surveillance cameras all around the building— it was a government building-bul government officials could be bought, as she’d learned in the course of her trial and when she’d been tricked into delivering the papers to lea.

“I was incarcerated for three years over an unwarranted accusation and my lawyer license was suspended. I suffered

through all sorts of hardships in jail and could only be a sanitation worker after being released.”

“Oh, poor you belle mocked. “You have a shit job. Big deal. You’re alive, aren’t you? While irish is dead!”

“You think you’ve paid the price? It was only three years in prison and you think that’s the price? Audrey asked coldly. “It should’ve been a life for a life.”

“What do you want now? Claire retorted calmly. “I’m already living the worst life possible. I have no family. No friendships. Everything I’ve worked for was taken from me. Did you come here to gloat? I can now say that I have nothing to my name, and therefore I have nothing to lose.”

Audrey stared at her, making a sweep from the top of claire’s messy head to the bottom cuffs of her neon orange sanitation worker uniform.

In three years’ time, the woman’s originally dark and long hair had withered and yellowed.
Audrey  could still recall the first time she had met claire and had been surprised by her hands. They were smooth and fair, and the nails were meticulously manicured. They had seemed even prettier when holding a pen.

However, this pair of hands were currently not holding a high-quality fountain pen but a rough and dirty broom.

“It seems like your hands have not been completely crippled!”

Audrey said, huffing coldly. “We were too gentle with you last time.”
Claire tensed, her hands clutching the broom and tightening.

Claire, you have nothing to do with hendrix anymore. Do you understand me? Don’t let your younger sister make a fool of herself by trying to get close to him again. If she does, you’ll both pay the price for it. And next time, I’ll see that you don’t even have hands to hold.

it happens again, don’t think of holding anything with your hands ever again!”
Audrey  thought of the projection ads that depicted hebdrix’s proposal being taken down, and she resented claire with all her heart.

When they had found out that the person behind the ads being taken down was isaac  the mayers family had been like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow-string. They were unsure if isaac had done it because of irish's death and was still taking his anger out on them. They had originally thought that when isaac had agreed to attend the two families’ engagement dinner, he had not minded the marriage between them, but now they were not so sure.

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