"Did you know?"
Her brows knit together slightly.
"Know what?"
My eyes don't leave her face.
"About Claire."
Margaret doesn't answer right away and that silence does something unpleasant to my stomach.
I keep watching her just watching…. I try again my voice comes again, a little steadier this time.
"Did you know she and Zane…"
The words get stuck in my throat for a second.
God, I hate even saying it out loud.
"…that she was his girlfriend? Or whatever thing they had"
Margaret exhales slowly, tht reaction alone tells me more than any words could. A bitter feeling creeps into my chest but I push past it because that wasn't the part that hurt the most.
My gaze stays locked on her.
"Did you know Zane asked her to be my friend?"
"Did you know… she had something going on with him?"
"I know Claire," she says slowly.
"She used to come here often."
That part makes my stomach turn...used to come here, tp this house, to his space.
Margaret continues, her voice still calm.
