CLAIRE'S POV

"Useless! All of you are stupid fools!"

I screamed and swept a vase of fresh roses off the table in front of my mirror. It hit the marble floor and broke with a loud crash, and water, glass, and ruined red petals went everywhere.

It was early morning, but I had not slept at all. I had spent the whole night walking back and forth in my dressing room with my phone in my hand, waiting for a call that never came. The last call I got was from Lucas, and I could still hear his voice in my head. "The deal is off." Then the line went...