Chapter 843

Meanwhile, over at St. Mary's Hospital, Claire was losing her mind.

"Let me out! Let me out!" she yelled, pounding on the iron door with anything she could get her hands on. Silence was her only answer. She had no clue how long she'd been stuck in this room. No phone, no contact with the outside world. Meals were slid through a small window three times a day, and the rest of the time, the quiet was unnervingly loud. It felt like she was in jail. She marked each sunrise and sunset, trying to keep track of the days.

Today was Connor's wedding day. In a fit of frustration, she'd shredded every book in the room. Connor, once I'm free, I'll destroy you, she vowed silently.

Suddenly, a tapping came from the window. But breakfast had just been delivered, so who could it be? Claire glanced over and saw Pax. She was momentarily stunned, then hurried over to the window.

"Pax, open the door for me!" she pleaded.

Pax only cracked open the glass window, the iron bars still firmly in place. "Mom, I brought you some things,” he said, passing a small bag through the gap. Inside were snacks like dried fruit and chocolates-her old favorites. There were even a few small toys to pass the time.

bitter laugh. She stomped on the snacks, crushing them underfoot. "Do you think I'm actually in prison? Why are you bringing me these?" she

get bored. But if you don't want them, I can stay

wasn't having any of it. "Pax, open the door and

Mom, I

really my son,

just hang in

cold laugh. "You're my son, and you're siding

could you and Connor lock me up

though his eyes showed deep fatigue. "Because I'm your son, I can't let you ruin yourself. Mom, you've done

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