Claire's POV

I was acutely aware of Jason's gaze fixed upon me as I climbed down the stairs. I had expected him to be busy having his breakfast instead of sitting right opposite the staircase. Aunt Emily sat beside him and yawned away sleepily.

"There she comes at last. Come on, dear, hurry. I'm dying to sleep the exhaustion off. I might go out for dinner with Hannah and her family. So, don't wait up for me," she said and I nodded, knowing that aunt Hannah was her close friend.

"Yes, aunt Emily. I'll be back long before that," I told her but Jason frowned as if he was in...