The problem with Claire Montgomery was that she was always there.
Not in the way the Queens were there — possessive, scheduled, each one staking a claim on a block of my time like territorial governors dividing a continent. Not in the way Ethan was there — loud, ever-present, a force of chaos that filled every room whether you wanted him to or not. Claire was there the way gravity was there. You didn't notice it until you tried to move, and then you realized it had been holding you to the earth the entire time.
