Claire's POV
I moved through my morning like I was following a script I no longer remembered. I was a walking zombie.
I was heavily disturbed by Louis' behavior whether I cared to admit it or not. It wasn't anything I did or said. I asked him. He confirmed that it was fine.
So why?
He barely met at home, not even crossed paths. It was almost like we were not living in the same place. If not for the little traces of him around the house, I'd believe he had moved out.
My routine was easy. Wake up, shower, get dressed, eat something I could hardly enjoy and leave the house for work.
Caleb took me to work now. It's been so since I moved here. At least he cared for my safety.
At work, he required that I send any paperwork that needed his approval via mail. On the rare occasions that I had to go through his office, he dismissed me with a swiftness.
The situation bothered me incredibly so. It was strange. Louis was acting so strangely.
