Chapter 169

Clara's POV

I froze as I struggled to comprehend everything that was happening.

I couldn't have heard right. He was my father.

Sure, I noticed some resemblance between us, but on any other day, I would have just walked past him and not thought anything of it.

I had met him before. But no, It couldn't be him. I pushed the thought away. I must have been mistaken. I was probably just confused and was now making up crazy ideas to make sense of everything. What were the odds of it being him?

Mom looked equally shaken by this as I was. I noticed how her hands trembled.

I couldn't shake off what I had just heard. I was his daughter.

I wonder what her excuse will be this time. Was she going to pretend I heard incorrectly to get out of this? But not this time. I was going to get to the bottom of this.

“Clara," Mom whispered. Her voice nearly broke. "This was not the way I wanted you to find out." She breathed.

So, it was true.

How many other secrets was she hiding from me? At first, we found