Clara's POV-
I was scared. The way she asked me to leave. I had a lot of questions on my mind but it seemed it would not be possible to do so.
Questions like when they were going to show up for me, how are they going to know the time that I was in danger, I had a lot of things to ask her but there was no time for that.
I braced up. This was what I was meant to do. To get my son out of there. I walked towards the building. My bag was in my hands and my legs were acting like they did not want to carry me anymore.
" Hello, who is here?" I said.
I brought out my phone and texted him, telling him that I was outside the building he had sent to me.
I stood there Walton for when he was going to show up with my son. That was all I wanted.
I heard footsteps coming towards me,I held my b
