Chapter 4
Claire had expected hurt in his eyes, and probably anger and vengefulness afterwards, but instead he looked into her eyes with a look of relief.
"Claire…I was about to tell you the same thing. I feel as though we're drifting apart, and…I'm in love with someone else. I swear we haven't done anything, Claire, but I want to be with her and she told me that she feels the same way."
"I'm sorry, Shane," Claire whispered, holding back sobs, "I could have mirrored what you just said, but…he kissed me. Today. In…in the lab."
Claire watched as Shane's expression went from upset, to confusion, and then to horror.
"MYRNIN?!" he gasped. Claire nodded meekly. She could feel a blush rising to her cheeks. "I might have known. But…I don't really mind. It hurts for us to end like this, Claire, and I don't like the bloodsucker, but it's your choice." He turned around as he was about to walk out the door. "Claire, I truly do love you. I just don't love you in that way. I…" he was obviously struggling to tell her what he was trying to say. "I love Hannah Moses."
Shane turned and went before Claire could take in what he had just said, but then…Hannah? Police Chief Hannah? Shane? Claire was glad that he had taken it so well, but she loved him, even if it wasn't that kind of love anymore, and it hurt to let him go. She turned over and wept, though she did not exactly know what for, until her eyelids drooped shut, heavy as lead. She slept.