Chapter 165

Clara's POV

I just realised I still hadn't done the one thing I had left the house to do.

As my phone started to ring, I stopped in front of our gate and searched for it.

I noticed the car racing down a couple of houses away. For a residential neighbourhood, I wonder why anyone would drive so recklessly. There could be children or older people walking around. It suddenly stopped, just two houses away.

"Hello?" I answered my call.

"Where are you? I've been worried. You weren't answering my messages." Mom said.

"I'm perfectly fine, and I'm outside. I'll be in in a moment." I responded. Why was she always so worried? I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself.

Mom responded with a sigh. I hung up the call. I wonder why she was in such a hurry. Was I about to walk into an intervention?

I slipped my phone into my pocket, struggling with our front gate.

I was distracted by the screeching sound of the tires of the car from earlier.

It turned to drive on the sidewalk. Before I had, I'd