Claire Pov.

The next morning I woke up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. I stretched out on the bed and tried to ignore the headache that was pounding against the back of my skull.

I rolled over onto my stomach and groaned loudly as my body protested by making painful popping sounds. I buried my face in the pillow and closed my eyes. I had stayed in bed for a good half hour before I forced myself to get up and get ready.

The pain was almost unbearable as I dragged myself out of bed, shuffling towards the bathroom. I turned on the shower, stripped down, and hopped...