Chapter 83

Clara's POV

I texted her back, informing her I would be home, which seemed to shut her up.

What was I going to tell my mom? Probably that I had an unexpected night shift to cover and that I couldn't answer my phone. If my mother ever gets to meet Derek, she will hate him.

The cab drove, and I looked out at the pouring rain.

In less than an hour, the cab was pulling into my neighbourhood. I sighed again, preparing myself for my lies.

From a distance, our house came into view. I noticed a Range Rover parked in front of my gate.

I wonder who it was. We didn't know many people, including someone with a car like that.

The driver slowed down as we neared my house.

Our front door opened. Mom came into sight as she smiled.

A man left our house soon after as Mom waved him goodbye.

Tall, dark-haired, and wearing a black tux. He matched my mom's enthusiasm as he waved her goodbye.

I guess I wasn't the only one hiding secrets in my family.

"You can stop right here," I informed the driver. We wer