With characters entangled in the web of secrets, vengeance, uncertainties and mistaken identities... Rhea and Claire vowed never to love. Growing up in a household of shitty fathers, they believed all men are scum. But what happens when two men surfaced and changed their thoughts and beliefs? While so many unbelievable secrets unfold and identities revealed... Would love scale through?
Claire had just woken up from a short nap, she looked around her and uttered a shallow curse. She was still "recuperating properly" in the hospital.
The past few days, she had tried to convince Carter that she was feeling very fine but the latter would not agree to her choice no matter what. He was hell bent on making her spend the complete week in the hospital.
She rain her fingers through her disheveled hair and groaned. She was bored and missed the outside world already.
At the moment, the man was not in the hospital and she had no idea of where he went to. She combed her hair to the back using her fingers before falling back into the bed.