Claire’s POV
Earlier today, I had been waiting for my order at the counter of the coffee shop next to the university, when Daphne approached me, asking me why I refused to accept her calls if I had told her I had forgiven her.
I’d only just told Daphne that it was nothing personal, I had changed my number, and I no longer wanted to be friends with her, but rest assured, all is forgiven by me. Coffee in hand, I had tuned to leave when she grabbed my empty hand and my bag, just as Morgan stepped in. Morgan, the stepsister my father had chosen over me, had called me selfish after she told me she had wanted to talk, and I had refused.
With Daphne still there, Morgan then said my father was dying and that he wanted to see me. "I don’t want to see him," I had said, and walked off, but both D
