NovelGoldChapter 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 letgo.
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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"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.
This girl clearly wasn't here to tend her roses-what if she was planning to drink the stuff and end her life? Alarmed by the thought, the clerk shook his head. "Sorry, miss, I can't sell that to you." "Why not?" Claire asked.
The clerk tried to smile, but it cout awkward. "We just can't take that risk." Claire stood there for a moment, lost.
Of course. Looking like this, anyone would think she wanted to poison herself.
She left the store, feeling hollowed out. Passing by the shop's window, she caught her own reflection-disheveled, defeated, barely recognizable as human.
Staring at herself, a bitter sadness welled up inside. How had things gotten so bad? How had she let herself fall this far? Claire took a shaky breath, forcing herself to look away from the suffocating image.
She ducked into a nearby clothing store and bought a fresh set of clothes, then covered her face with a mask and sunglasses, wrapping herself up until she was practically unrecognizable.
When she returned to the gardening shop, the clerk didn't even notice who she was.
This time, she bought the weed killer without any trouble, slipped it into her pocket, and hailed a cab straight to the police station.
The car pulled up in front of the imposing building. The white facade gleamed in the sun, and the badge high above the entrance shone like a silent promise of justice.
Claire's emotions were tangled-fear and resolve battling inside her.
She knew this would be a one-way road. But it was the only thing she could do for Mandy.
With heavy steps, she walked into the police station.
The lobby was nearly empty, just a single officer on duty at the front desk.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'm here to turn myself in," Claire said, her voice steady.
The officer's attention sharpened instantly. "Turn yourself in? For what?"
Claire pulled off her mask and sunglasses, revealing @face drawn and exhausted. "I killed someone," she said quietly.
The officer's eyes widened. He'd never dealt with a murder case before.
He stood up quickly, all business now, and caround the desk, snapping a pair of handcuffs onto her wrists.
The cold metal sent a shudder through Claire's body.
She knew this feeling too well-in the last five years, it had becall tdo familiar Five years ago, she'd been forced to take the fall for Vanessa.
Now, five years later, she was willingly taking the blfor Mandy.
With her eyes closed, Claire couldn't help but think how bitterly, iconic her vel life had become.
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