* Claire’s POV *
The silence in the office was broken only by the sound of my footsteps as I tried to walk casually. I knew I would attract everyone's attention, but I kept my head straight and my shoulders squared. My heart was racing, my tongue felt dry all of a sudden, and I didn’t know what exactly I was doing, but I couldn’t stop myself as my feet dragged me forward.
Hidden between a stack of files was the pocketknife which I hadn't given William. It was mine, after all. And I didn't want him fussing over me. From the way he was speaking to me earlier, I knew that he was terribly worried about me. No doubt he thought someone was going to jump out and attack me at any second with a dagger in their hands.
So why, do you ask, am I going to the copy room all on my own when I didn't e
