I couldn't stand it anymore. The pain in my chest was turning into hot, bitter anger.
"I didn't expect you to have any kindness whatsoever," I said.
Claire completely stopped walking. Her body stiffened in shock. "What?"
"I said, I didn't expect you to be kind enough to babysit," I repeated cruelly, finally looking right into her eyes.
"You aren't exactly known for having a warm, caring heart, Claire."
Claire gasped softly. Her face turned incredibly pale.
"Noah, why would you say that?"
"Why?" I scoffed, letting out a bitter laugh. My anger was completely blinding me. I wanted to hurt her. I wanted her to feel exactly the same kind of agonizing pain she had forced me to live with for five years.
"Because it's the truth. You don't care about these kids. You're probably only doing
