Chapter 13: "Claire’s Cryptic Text" Claire POV

I’m alone in my flat, the first quiet I’ve had in days. It’s a tiny place—peeling walls, a sink full of dishes—but it’s mine, away from The Mirage and all its noise. The afternoon’s dragging, sun cutting through the blinds, and I’m slumped on the sofa, staring at nothing. My head’s still spinning...