We talked for a while. About the war. About life at the clubhouse. About being an old lady.
"It's not easy," Claire said. "Being with someone who's in the club. You give up a lot. Your freedom. Your independence. Sometimes your safety."
"Do you regret it?"
"No. Never. Because I know Victor would do anything for me. And I'd do anything for him. That's what this life is about. Trust. Loyalty. Family."
"I trust Ridge."
"I know you do. But you also need to respect what he's asking of you. He's not trying to control you. He's trying to keep you alive."
"I know that now."
"Good. Because he loves you. And that man doesn't love easily."
After Claire left, I cleaned the section. Did laundry. Tried to keep busy.
But I was bored. And restless.
I missed working. Missed having something to do
