Episode 80

CLAIRE's POV.

A knock settled on my door and a frown was quick to etch onto my face while I pondered hard and fast about who it could be, I had been tucked up in the fucking room doing nothing at all along, every damn day it was the same.

The knock became persistent, and I pushed my feet reluctantly towards the dash cam. I had not been expecting anyone's texts or calls; or bits so far, I wasn't involved in the neighborhood or building as a whole; it was something that anyone had to do or say but not from my end.

Besides, I had no friends, and no one knew I moved here except……

“Henry ?” I asked while I pushed open the door.. He seemed to be pissed and restless while he pushed himself right through my door before settling into the couch.

He had said nothing while I bolted the door locked, my eyes scanning across the room, which was in a terrible state.. I had not expected any visitor to come in by any means. I was not informed.

“You didn't call..” I stuttered, seemingly surprised..