*Claire's POV*
So, here's the problem:
I've never been in a fight before in my entire life. In a quarter of a century's time on earth, I have never so much as thrown a punch at someone, neither have I ever been in any altercation of any kind. You would think that was highly unlikely, given how I was always boxing in the gym. But even thinking about a fight was terribly unnerving, and I always found my palms sweating profusely whenever I was faced with the challenge of having to face someone in a fight.
So what exactly was I supposed to do when I saw a stranger sitting on my bed, watching me curiously with a knife in her hands. She was silent as she stared at me, eyes hooded in darkness and her lips set in a thin line. There was a quiet danger about her, a subtle hint that she was not s
