CLARA’S POV
I took a slow sip of water, twirling my fork between my fingers. No matter how many times I picked it up, I couldn’t seem to bring myself to eat.
Maybe it was because Edward sat directly across from me, his sharp green eyes stealing glances when he thought I wouldn’t notice.
I wasn’t used to him staring this much especially when I didn’t know why.
But what surprised me even more was that he’d insisted we have dinner together.
Lately, he either wanted to have breakfast, lunch or dinner with me. It wasn’t a bad thing but being close to him made me feel things, it brought back memories I had tried so hard to forget.
He cleared his throat then, drawing my attention. “So,” he began, his voice casual but probing, “what have you been up to these days?” His gaze lingered on min
