Claire flinched. But Jack didn’t stop. “You don’t get to build a family out of someone else’s grief.” Claire didn’t answer. Because she couldn’t. Then there was a knock at the door. Not loud. Not aggressive. Just firm. Claire closed her eyes for a second. When she opened them again, the fight had gone out of her. Jack stepped back. She looked at him once more.
And for one strange, awful second, there was no Sarah left in her face at all. Just Claire. Just a woman who had spent too long wanting a life that belonged to someone else. Then she walked past him and opened the door. Adrian stood outside with two officers behind him. No one said much after that. Willow started crying when they took Claire out.