CHAPTER EIGHT

Her room was a single room self contain. With a small living room, dinning space, a bath room and a kitchen. It wasn't much but it was neat and well organized.

Claire treated herself to a hot bath, and changed into a big grey hoodie which lay slightly below her knees. She put on a fresh pair of panties and headed for the kitchen to fix herself something to eat, she was quite famished now.

It was 8:30am.

Claire decided to make herself a cup of tea..something warm, some toasted bread with fried eggs.

Twenty minutes later, she sat at her dinning table having breakfast.

She slipped under the covers of her bed, after breakfast, picked up her phone to check for any new messages or missed calls. There was no messages, just a few missed calls from her grandmother. Claire was friendly, but she didn't really have any friends. Plus she was quite the introvert. Aside going to work, she barely went out. She have had a few relationships over the past two years, but none of them had lasted, they we