Claire's pov

As I lay there, I heard the sound of footsteps outside my room again. This time, they were heavier, more deliberate. It sounded like someone was trying to make their presence known.

I sat up in bed, my heart racing with anticipation. Who could it be? And what did they want?

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was soft and hesitant, but it was there.

I threw off the covers and got out of bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I approached the door slowly, wondering who could be ...