Clara's POV *THURSDAY*"Ten things for which I am thankful?" To me, I mumbled."I am not ill in the hospital," "I am still alive," and "I still have a job."Ivy cut in, "You know that never works."I muttered, "Shh, it was beginning to work."I was in the coffee room with Ivy. I had not gotten a wink of sleep last night. I just continued to repeat all of Derek's statements."That you told him the truth is unbelievable." She said,"What action was I meant to take?" So I did."Your life was meant to be used to refute it. By behaving in such a manner, you demonstrated your suspension even if he had no solid evidence that you weren't pregnant." She responded."Well, things might have gone far worse," I said.Ivy said, "Well, I hope you have funeral insurance." She gave me a shaky head. "You were almost a mansion dweller."Ivy and I were the centre of attention for everyone in the room.I managed to finish my cup of coffee in one sitting. Before Marcus threatened to fire one of us, I real
Clara's POV"You do not influence my life or the choices I make."With a voice."How am I supposed to not, given your insistence on being foolish? I just wanted you to grow up, get married, and have grandkids. That was all. It's not all that hard. Rather, you and that bimbo are present here." She went on.His mom turned to face me. She seemed to be trying to get me to agree with her.Derek said, "She's not a bimbo." Derek said, "I refuse to be held down by anything or anybody.""You won't get married, then?" Mom enquired.Derek crossed his arms and nodded."Well, I need you to know that you are to blame for whatever is going to happen." She said,His mother slipped on her sunglasses, glanced at me, and left the apartment.It took many moments for us to hear the door bang once again.I assumed I had problems with my family.Derek said, "She missed her medications today."And with that, he turned to go. He shut himself in his workroom.Even after that talk, my enthusiasm for the project
Clara's POV Although I lacked the courage to inquire, I hope more duties and extended workdays will come with a generous salary."Give me a double espresso, please." Giving me his cup, he gave me instructions.I said, glancing at the coffee cup, "I don't believe it's good for you to drink that much.""Did I solicit your viewpoint?" He enquired.Before waving me away, he pointed first at the cup and then toward the kitchen.If he has too much coffee and ends up in the hospital, at least I know it won't be my fault.After preparing the coffee, I set it down on his desk, where he worked. Before he could consider assigning me additional work, I quickly left the room.I must have cleaned the bedroom for over two hours, from vacuuming to replacing the bed sheets to giving the bathroom and toilet a good scrub.It was time for his smoothie at ten. Fortunately, I discovered a recipe book with printed directions for every item on the kitchen counter. It seems as if he had plans for me already.
Clara's POVI groaned in agony as I wrenched my arm once again."Are you having trouble with this?" Someone spoke up.I saw Leonardo as I glanced up. Angrily, he glanced at Kevin, his fist already clenched.Since our unpleasant incident, in which I spilled detergent all over his shirt and paperwork, I hadn't seen him. What was he doing here, I wonder? He had the appearance of someone you wouldn't expect to find in a location other than a five-star hotel.Kevin swiftly released my arm and turned his back on me, acting like nothing had occurred.To ease the discomfort in my wrist, I twisted my arm. His hand had left its mark on my wrist, a scarlet bruise.I said, "No, he was just walking away." I spoke a little shakily.Kevin glanced at me, then at Leonardo, and then paced away.It took me some time to compose myself. I had never seen him so insane; he was lost in drink and incapable of thinking clearly."Are you alright?" Leo enquired. He sat down next to me."I'm okay," I was able to
Clara’s POVHe lifted the tray's lid to see a sushi buffet, expertly organised in a tidy spiral pattern. There were so many different sorts on one plate that I lost count. I could see why it was so hefty.He was eating sushi off of an entire platter. I hadn't even eaten lunch yet in the meantime. In any case, I was probably going to have a sandwich for lunch. I don't notice any leftovers in the fridge, so I wonder what he would do with the remaining meals he doesn't eat. It brought home to me how hungry I was.I'm not a big fan of sushi, but it worked.I started working with a bucket, a sponge, and other cleaning solutions.I began by looking at the living room windows. I reasoned that maybe it would make him feel bad enough to decide otherwise, saving me the trouble of cleaning the windows. In any case, I was too short to reach most of them.I felt lightheaded, starting with the lower windows.My eyesight was gradually going haywire.I attempted to ignore the emotion. Most likely, it
Clara's POV "And you're certain that's her outcome?" Derek inquired."Mr. Montenegro, what suggestions do you have? That we're not proficient in our roles?" The physician inquired.Derek was cut off. With a heavy sigh, he bent his head and nervously ran his hands through his hair.We didn't say anything as I gradually accepted reality.After a while, Derek said, "I need to breathe."He repositioned his chair and left the room.I was startled when he slammed the door.His response showed me he was as surprised by this as I was.Perhaps he was unrelated to this.I cleared my voice to get the doctor's attention and sat straight."I believe you were mistaken. No, I'm not expecting it," I told him."You are, indeed," he said. "I understand that may be difficult for you to accept at first, but you'll come to see it as nothing more than a gift." He made a statement.How on earth am I expecting?Could there have been a relationship issue between Derek and me? No, I just slept off and woke up
Clara's POV"I have no idea how this came to be. I hadn't even applied. They stated they were so happy with my performance that they wanted to assist me when they summoned me into the principal's office. The nicest part is that I was the only one chosen out of everyone in the school." She went on."Achievements!" I answered, emulating her enthusiasm.It was just what she needed. She would be allowed to attend college and follow her goals."My dear, you have my undying admiration," Mom embraced Katy tightly.I wanted to be joyful for my sister, but the doctor's remarks kept returning to me.I faked a grin, trying not to overthink about it. I remained enmeshed in my universe."Are you OK, Clara? You don't seem very well. Mom enquired.I lied and said, "I'm alright; I just had a busy day." I furrowed my brow. "Ivy, may I just take you away for a little while?" So I did.Ivy placed the salad to one side and scrubbed her hands.She went upstairs to my room after me.Mom called after us, "D
Clara's POVI didn't reply to Derek's SMS last night. I was at a loss for words with him. After thirty minutes of being in the vehicle together, he remained silent.While I was still coming to terms with this, I was at a loss for words with him.Ivy rubbed my back and muttered, "You did the right thing," as we entered the lobby.Ivy persuaded me to see the doctor and obtain a pregnancy test. That's what I did this morning right away. We were now at least two hours late for work since she stayed with me the whole time.They promised to give me access to the findings later in the day. But I asked them to email the conclusions to me since I had work to do."We'll find out the truth in a few hours," I continued.We strolled forward inside the hotel."Ivy, Clara!" There was a loud cry.When Ivy and I looked around, Marcus was irrationally approaching us.We were aware of our dire situation. What was the rationale we had come up with for our delay and traffic?Marcus came to face us, and I