Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 384

It was all her fault. Everything that happened-she was the one to blame.

If Sean had never met her, he wouldn't be in this state now.

Claire wiped away her tears, her gaze fixed on Sean as if she was trying to etch his face onto her very soul.

After a long moment, she finally turned away, reluctant to leave. Limping, she walked out of the room.

Sean, I'm so sorry. I can't even say goodbye to you.

Because if I tried to, you'd never let me go.

So, this is the only way I have to disappear without a word.

Once outside the hospital, Claire found a small gardening supply store and stepped inside.

"I need a bottle of weed killer," she said.

The clerk glanced up and down at her-she was wearing a patient's gown, painfully thin, limping, her face almost ghostly pale, eyes glazed and lifeless. She looked as if she were on death's door.

Immediately, the clerk's suspicions were aroused.

roses-what if she was planning to drink the stuff and

shook his head.

"Why not?" Claire asked.

it came out awkward. "We just can't take that risk." Claire stood there for a moment,

course. Looking like this, anyone would think she

out. Passing by the shop's window, she caught her own reflection-disheveled, defeated, barely

up inside. How had things gotten

shaky breath, forcing herself

bought a fresh set of clothes, then covered her face with a mask and sunglasses, wrapping herself up until

shop, the clerk didn't even

was.

weed killer without any trouble, slipped it into her pocket,

up in front of the imposing building. The white facade gleamed in the sun, and the badge high above

tangled-fear and resolve battling inside

a one-way road. But it was the

walked

was nearly empty, just a single officer on duty at the

to turn myself in," Claire said,