Claire's car screeched to a halt in front of her house. She yanked the door open with a sense of frustration building in her chest. As she stepped out, her heels clicking sharply against the pavement, her fury was palpable. Every step felt heavier as she marched toward the entrance, fists clenched at her sides. She flung open the door, barely acknowledging the quiet hum of the house.
Her mother, sitting in the living room, noticed the change in Claire's demeanor the instant she entered. Claire's face was flushed with anger, her eyes wild with emotion. She couldn't mask it, no matter how hard she tried. Her mother, raising an eyebrow, stood up from her seat and walked toward her, clearly curious about what was going on.
"What happened to you?" Her mother's voice was filled with concern, but Claire was too angry to respond with anything but hostility.
