Chapter 121

CLAIRE's POV

Blood. There was blood pooling out from Cora’s unmoving body as she lay at the bottom of the stairs. I stood frozen, clutching the newly retrieved necklace in my hand as my eyes remained on Cora.

I heard whispers around me and I jolted back. My eyes surveyed the surroundings and my heart dropped when I saw a large crowd surrounding the vicinity. When had they gathered? I had assumed that they had gathered around us when we started struggling and yelling, but I was too preoccupied with Cora to notice any of them.

The weight of the situation began to dawn on me slowly and i felt a pit form in my stomach. What had I done? Nothing was making any sense to me.

When had we gotten to the top of the stairs? How had she fallen all the way down to the bottom? I remembered how much I had pushed Cora. It was not a strong push, just enough to get the necklace off her neck.

Then how on earth had she fallen down the stairs? Had she slipped. I turned back to Cora and watched as more blood