72. Clarissa

I got inside Genevieve's house, grabbed my bag, and said goodnight to her. She wished me a safe trip home and I headed to my car, knowing that my bodyguard had seen me with Jalen. I didn't care though. My dad could find out for all I cared. I was so in love with Jalen that nothing else mattered.

As I approached my car, I made my way to the door, the cool night air blowing against my skin. I walked over to it, knocked on the window and my bodyguard opened the door and I got inside.

"You didn't have to wait for me," I said, a smile spreading across my face.

The bodyguard nodded curtly. "I'm only doing my job."

We drove through the quiet streets, the only sounds coming from the hum of the engine and the occasional cars passing by.

Inside, I heard my dad's voice coming from the west wing and quickly ran up the stairs to my room. I locked the door behind me, took off my shoes, and threw my bag on the bed. The brief time I spent with Jalen had made my night, and I was already counting down