Chapter 108

Clara's POV

"After everything I've said to you, you did this. Do you have any idea what it takes to raise a child?" She yelled.

I tried to make my way out of the kitchen, hoping I'd still make it on time for my bus.

"I made breakfast," she breathed more calmly.

"I can't, I'm-m getting late for work." I stuttered. I pointed at the door, ready to make my way out.

"Sit down," Mom demanded. "If your boss had the time to get you pregnant, he can also give you time to eat." She snapped.

Without another word, I sat down.

She placed a plate of toast and scrambled eggs in front of me.

"Maybe if I had fed you, those brain cells of yours would have been working, and you wouldn't be walking around doing stupid things." She said next.

Ouch!

"You are already starving the poor thing. How are you supposed to be a parent?" She said as she poured a glass of orange juice for me.

She slammed the glass before me, giving me a stern look.

Mom returned to chopping her carrots. That was probably the only thi