Claudia POV
I woke up while clutching the wedding rings tightly all night. I had another nightmare about Miles and Clarissa last night, but that wasn't really surprising, as my dreams had been replaced with nightmares ever since Miles and Clarissa framed me for attempted murder.
Since I didn't want Ray to get his hands on these rings and flush them down the drain, I decided to hide them inside my bag, making sure they were buried deep underneath everything else, just in case that crazy man decided to search for them when he had another episode.
The morning was surprisingly calm after such a tumultuous night. Perhaps because I heard no sound coming from Ray's bedroom, home office, or the small gym, so I guessed that he was still asleep.
Did he die?
That question popped into my mind as I started preparing breakfast for him.
Then I laughed at myself for entertaining such a ridiculous idea.
"Oh, Claudia, what the fuck are you talking about?"
