Clara's POVI continued looking through the folder. Some things were slowly beginning to make sense. Maybe Mom wasn't lying about some things. But why wouldn't she tell me the whole truth?I finally closed the folder.I paused as I took a deep breath. "I need you to help me find my real father," I said.His eyes widened. "I don't think it's my position for me to get in the middle of that." He answered."You are the only one who can help me with this. I don't even know where to begin." I insisted."I don't know much. It has been many years. Besides, your mother would kill me," he stated."You don't have to tell her," I answered.He sighed, followed by a deep breath. "Okay, I'll see what I can do. I'm not promising anything." He answered."Thank you," I answered with a smile.I stood up, preparing myself to leave.The whiskey bottle on the side caught my attention.Without thinking, I poured half the glass.I drank it in a few gulps without taking any breaths in between.This was probab
Clara's POV "And you say it so casually?" He spat. He shook his head at me in disbelief. He probably couldn't believe how emotionless my voice sounded. "Do you have any idea what alcohol can do to a baby?" He yelled.His voice alone nearly shook me. I've never seen him this mad before."I was just struggling through a very difficult moment," I answered, my voice nearly on the brink of tears."You could have come to me." He yelled back. "I thought we were finally getting somewhere where we could talk about serious stuff." He answered.Why was I even bothering to explain this to him? Whether I drank or not was completely irrelevant. There wasn't even a baby to start with. If he was already this mad, how mad would he be when he discovered the truth?"I know, but I can explain. There is something more important I need to tell you." I said."What could be more important than this?" he asked. "You are drowning the baby with alcohol." He said.He didn't give me a chance to explain. I wanted
Clara's POV“Clara, what happened?" I heard a voice as I felt a rough shake on my arm.I snapped out of my thoughts as I stared back at Ivy, who looked at me worriedly."Why? What happened?" I finally managed to answer."Well, guess who I finally bumped into this morning? Derek." She answered. "He knows that we weren't cousins and that I worked here too. He thinks that whenever I'm around, I get you into trouble, and now I am on the verge of losing my job. He just asked me to submit a five-hundred-page essay on why I should keep my job or else I'll be fired." She said, "Within two days." She added."He did what?" My eyes widened.This was a lot worse than I could have ever imagined.She sighed. "I probably shouldn't be seen with you, and I'll get back to work." She answered.I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see two security guards behind me. "Good morning, ma'am," the security guard said after he had cleared his throat. "I was told to escort you out of the building. If
Clara's POV "Who is getting married?" I asked."What?" she yelled. I pulled my phone away from my ear. Her voice was now more alarmed. "What happened?" she asked.I then began explaining the situation to her from last night, obviously omitting some family details."Oh, thank goodness." She sighed. "I thought that something worse had happened." She said,"How is this not bad?" I asked."You could have decided to tell him everything. Besides, did he ask you to go for a doctor's appointment to check on the baby?" She asked.I wasn't sure he wouldn't do that soon."I need to do something about this now. He will kill me if I tell him the truth. I'm just going to go with a miscarriage or something. I can't stay pregnant for another day, and my problems are only getting worse." I whined."Let me get this straight: you went and got drunk, and then you suddenly had a miscarriage." She paused. "Congratulations, you just took away the only chance I had of ever being a grandmother. "I'll forgive
Clara's POVDerek was here! I couldn't believe it. My mind jumped into a panic.What did he want?I'd think that after everything he said and did today, he wouldn't show up here for at least a few more days.I jumped off my bed and toward the window to confirm it with my eyes.And sure enough, he was here, in the flesh. He was climbing out of his car wearing a navy blue tux. I saw him unload some things from the vehicle. Whenever I feel that things can't get any worse, something bad always happens. I didn't want to face him now. I needed some time to think things through. Telling him the truth no longer seemed like an option. I couldn't stay fake pregnant forever, so I needed another way out.Besides, I was still mad at him. He not only fired me but humiliated me by kicking me out of the building.I took a deep breath, taking in everything. What was I even worried about? It was his funeral. Despite not talking to my mother, I don't think she has forgiven him yet. If he wanted another
Clara's POV I sighed as I jumped off my bed. "Fine," I answered. "But I'm not staying there for longer than ten minutes." I would have to deal with this situation sooner or later, so it might as well be now. I couldn't keep doing stupid things. I might have been fired, but I was still getting paid."Are you seriously leaving the room like that?" she asked."He is just going to get used to seeing all of this." I pointed to my messy hair in a bun and to the oversized t-shirt and grey sweatpants I was wearing.I pulled my door open and made my way downstairs.Katy followed right behind me. I followed the voices to our small dining area. The table had already been set, and Derek and Mom were busy dishing their plates."Nice of you to join us," Derek's face lit up as I entered the room.Mom smiled, too.I ignored their looks and walked around the table to take my seat.As expected, Katy quickly filled her plate and began digging into her food.I glared at Derek across the table, clearly
Clara's POV "That wasn't the worst part. She got a call right in front of me. Someone told her you had had a heart attack. The doctor even confirmed it. I guess she got her friend to do that for her." Derek continued. He was letting it all out. "I even believed her. You would have believed her too if you saw how much she cried." He continued. Derek looked at me with a satisfied smirk. Was this his way of being petty?Mom looked at me, more seriously trying to imagine what might have happened. Everyone knows no one lies about their mother having a heart attack unless they have done something serious.The fact that he knew all of this made him even more dangerous. How many more things did he know?"Don't worry, though; we spoke about the whole thing, and it was nothing but a prank," Derek said with a laugh. He was trying to dismiss the worried expression now on my mom's face. "Right, Clara?" He added."You love pranks, don't you?" I answered sarcastically. I took a sip of my water."Ye
Clara's POVI frantically turned behind me, my mind going into panic mode. Derek was just a few steps down the hall, his attention fixed on his phone as he continued walking. I could feel my heart beat faster with every step that Derek took. Any more of this, and I'd collapse from a heart attack.I couldn't risk the two of them ever meeting.I've done way too many things for it to end like this. If Derek were going to find out, I'd rather be the one to tell him.I did the only thing my brain could think of under so much pressure.I quickly turned around and slammed the door into Waylen's face. This left him puzzled and his nose in pain. He took a step back, and for a second, he yelled out in pain.I pressed my back against the door. Derek now stood a few steps in front of me as he looked up.He stopped in front of me, his eyes staring at me suspiciously. His eyes then moved toward the door with a questioning look. It took him a few seconds to decide that I wasn't a flight risk and ha