Chapter 180: Done With Being A Pawn

Clairessa's POV

Adrian's hands shot out, steadying me before I could stumble back. "Whoa- where are you dashing off to?" he asked, eyes searching mine.

I opened my mouth, but no words came. My throat closed around them. “I—I just..." I stuttered, glancing away.

"What's wrong?" he asked, voice softer now. "Talk to me."

I tried to pull away, but his grip on my hand tightened-not enough to hurt, just enough to hold me there.

"Nothing. I just need to be alone," I muttered, trying again to slip free.

"No, you don't." His voice was firmer this time. "You don't need to be alone right now. Something happened. I can see it all over your face. Please, talk to me."

The kindness in his voice made something in me crack. But I couldn't tell him the truth-where I was going, what had just happened. And I knew if I said too much, he'd want to follow.

"I just..." I exhaled shakily. "I need to go back to my apartment. I want to see what's left. What I can salvage."

Adrian's expression darkened with concern, but he didn't press-not yet.

"I'll come with you," he said, like it was already decided.

"No-Adrian, you don't have to-

"I know I don't," he cut in gently. "But I want to."

"Adrian, please. This is something I have to do alone."

But he wasn't budging. "Claire, I'm not letting you go there by yourself. Not like

this. I'm coming with you, and you can't talk me out of it."

I saw it in his face the resolve. He wasn't giving me a choice.

And I was too tired to fight. I didn't have the strength.

We got into the car in silence. My thoughts raced, numb and heavy all at once.

I stared out the window, panic rising in my chest. My mind spun in circles, but all I could think about was my apartment. I hadn't even seen it since the fire. I didn't know what to expect.

I had to figure out my life-rebuild it, piece by piece. I needed to get out of this web spun by father and son before it swallowed me whole.

When we pulled up to the building, my heart sank. My breath caught.

It was worse than I imagined.

Parts of the structure stood, hollow and blackened, nothing like what the building used to be.

I hastily got out of the car, and Adrian followed closely behind.

was roped off, but I stepped over it

to my cozy sanctuary was now a corridor of

door was gone completely. Only broken remains

I stepped inside.

used to

living room was destroyed. The couch-burned down to

pages scattered and singed. The walls were blackened

used to be my home,

bedroom door was barely standing. I

And saw everything.

pictures gone.

room that made me fall

laptop..." I whispered.

pile of ash and melted plastic. My Hart app.

I broke.

God..." My voice cracked, barely audible. "Why? Why

through me before I could stop them. I

pain in my chest was unbearable. "Why did it have to be my apartment?

my hair out of

Adrian, this is bad. I've lost everything.

clothing. Every possession ever

Bought. My laptop-it had

And now

the heap of melted plastic and wires that

tears just kept falling

whispered.

I choked out. "It's not just stuff. It's my life. My work. My words. I don't know how to

face and looked me in the eyes. " know I'm

you-I'll do

get

talk to my dad-content

quickly, pulling back. "Don't talk to your dad.

thing I needed

I won't. But I'm

I leaned into his shoulder, the

I heard a voice from

"Oh, Claire..."

turned to see Mrs. Margaret, my neighbor. Her face

come around. I'm

my face. "I just... I needed time to think.

“It's all so sad. But your place... it got hit the worst. I'm

find anything?" I asked.

"Fire department's saying it

head spun. "Arson? Who would do that? Who would want to burn

her head. "I don't know. It doesn't make sense. None

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