Chapter 127

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