No, Damien wouldn’t let me go. But perhaps there was another who I could look to, to help me escape. Someone who likely did not appreciate my sudden return, especially if she was trying to build a life with my husband.
“Cara,” I said, opening the door enough to speak. “I need you to arrange a meeting for me with Claire.”
Cara’s eyes went a little wide. “Claire? Are you sure?”
My hope? “She might hate me enough to want me gone from this place.”
Claire’s POV
Amelia’s strange request to meet me piques my interest in new ways. Always, in the past, she had run from me or hated me. She had never wanted to actually sit down with me and discuss things in the past.
As I struggled to even imagine what she might have to say to me now, I couldn’t just turn her away. My curiosity got the better o
