Elena's point of view

"You're not giving me the full details, girl, what's wrong with you?" Claire's irritation was so obvious that she could pierce my eardrum. I was lying on my bed, covering my fingers with nail polish, deciding which shade best complemented my skin.

"Don't tell me that wretch also stole your voice," he added with a sigh.

For God's sake, it can be so dramatic.

"You read it in the newspapers and on the internet, right?" I raised a hand to the sunlight. It turned out that the p