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22. MISTAKES
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Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 23. GOLDEN IMAGES
CLARA“If you missed me that much, you could’ve just called.”That was Lucas. His text from this morning. I rolled my eyes the second I read it, tossed my phone on the bed, and went about getting ready for work. I was running late—thanks to pressing snooze too many times—but I didn’t let it ruin my mood.Lucas was suffering, and that immediately equaled to a good mood for me.The kids were already settled when I walked into class, their chatter filling the air like a radio with too many stations on at once. I gave a quick apology for being late, got them quiet, and dove straight into the day’s lesson.It didn't take me long to notice something—or rather, someone—was missing.Connie.The seat by the window, his usual spot, was empty. No bag. No jacket. Just sunlight pooling across the chair, trying to fill his absence. My stomach flipped—not in a good way. The kind of flip that you got when you had to do something you would rather not.Like text Lucas.Knowing him, that one text would
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 22. MISTAKES
CLARAThe class was quiet, sunlight passing through the dusty blinds, casting soft rays across the rows of little heads bent over their notebooks.I walked between the desks slowly, a smile playing on my lips as I looked down at messy handwriting and crooked lines of poetry."Good job, Femi," I said, patting his shoulder. "Your rhyme scheme is on point this time."He grinned, flashing a smile that showed all his little teeth. I grinned back and kept moving, stopping beside a girl who looked like she might cry from the pressure of getting one word to rhyme with “orange.”"Try something like… 'door hinge' instead," I whispered, kneeling beside her. “It’s silly, I know. But poems don’t have to be perfect, they just have to be honest.”The girl giggled quietly. I giggled too, unable to hold it any longer.My phone buzzed in my pocket then, and I ignored it at first, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear as I rose to my feet. Another buzz. Then another, in quick succession. Somethin
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LUCAS"Hey Connie, what's up? Where's everyone?" Connie's head tilted up at the sound of my voice but he ended up focusing back on the bread and jam he was putting together. Like he had not heard me, but I knew he had."They're in the hall; the one downstairs." His voice was low, flat, not the usual playful lilt he used to have around me. It stung more than I wanted to admit. I stayed by the doorway for a second longer, then finally moved around the island to stand next to him."Conrad."He let out a long sigh, finally looking up, but his expression was one that showed that he clearly did not want me here. His eyes which used to light up on seeing me were cold now—too cold for an eleven year old. His breaths came out a bit faster than usual which happened more often now, as Connie was gaining weight these days.I'd promised myself I'd address it. I had mentioned hiring a fitness coach even, but like everything else lately, I’d left it hanging."Is there something we should talk abou
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CLARA"You look exquisite, my love."My cheeks spread in a smile and I wrapped my arms around dad's bulky figure, taking care not to squeeze him too much. He patted my hair, taking a deep sniff before pulling away."You wore my favorite scent. You should buy a dozen of this." He joked, his fingers running through his white beards while his grey eyes literally twinkled—bright and glossy—as he watched me.This man was always so entranced by me, made me a bit sad thinking of how different mom and I's lives would have turned out if we were with him.I patted his expensive Armani suit twice, then moved back a bit, openly admiring his fashion sense. He made a show of adjusting his tie when he noticed what I was doing, and I chuckled.Answering his question, I told him with a cheeky smile, "I could, but I would need your credit card for the purchase." He laughed—a rich, sweet sound that carried across the almost empty restaurant.Dad pulled out my seat for me, making sure I sat first before
Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge 18. REPRIMANDS
CLARA"Principal Hart wants you in his office now, Clara." Since I heard those words, I've not been able to shake off the feeling of nervousness that had overwhelmed me. For some reason, it was like I already knew what/who this was about. I wondered what he wanted to say, since I had vehemently gone against the guardian—Lucas's orders. Hopefully he had not ordered the end of my job… not yet.I knocked at Principal Hart's office door, then took a deep breath before walking inside.He looked up at me immediately I entered, and the expression on his face was not friendly in the least.It was even more scary because Principal Hart always had a smile on his face. He was a young man in his late thirties and he already had deep smile lines because of how much he smiled. For him not to have a smile on his face on seeing me was a sign that I was in trouble. Great."Sit." He ordered without wasting time.I nodded and took my seat across from his, waiting."Miss Clara. You have been a good tea
