Hello, Ex! I Finally Found My Worth!

Chris gripped the steering wheel, his mind tangled in a mess of emotions. His chest felt tight, and the silence in the car was suffocating. His thoughts kept circling back to Claire's face before she stepped out—how pale she looked, the way her lips had parted like she wanted to say something but couldn't. He exhaled sharply and reached for his phone, dialing Alex's number. There was no way he was letting her stay there all alone in this situation.

The call barely rang twice before Alex picked up.

"Chris? What's up? Did the dinner end already? Why are you calling? To tell me you're tired of my sister?" he joked.

Chris let out a bitter chuckle. "Yeah. The dinner ended before it even started."

There was a pause. "What do you mean?" Alex asked, not liking Chris's tone.

Chris gritted his teeth, gripping the wheel tighter as he navigated through the streets. "Claire and my aunt know each other. Or at least, my aunt knows Claire. And she accused her of..." He hesitated, his throat tightening around the words.

"Of what?" Alex pressed, his heart beating really fast now.

There was no way it could be Claire's past knocking on her future now. He told himself, waiting to hear what Chris had to say.

Chris ran a hand through his hair. "My aunt accused Claire of Murder."

The silence on the other end was heavy as Alex ran a hand through his hair in frustration wondering how Claire must be doing knowing that Chris now knew about the past she so desperately wanted to hide.