CLARA'S POV
I sat there with my eyes on the ground, I was waiting for him to call me or to hear him call my name.
“ Is something wrong?"
“ Can you not see that everything is wrong here?" I said.
He looked at me in a way that made him fear that he was going to see through me that I had asked Robert to come here.
I stayed there for a while before I began hearing his voice, I stood up and ran to the door.
“ Who is that?" I heard my grandfather ask.
“ I am here" I was fast to open the door and stepped out to meet Robert.
“ So it's true? He brought you here?" He asked me.
As we rushed to get into his car, Robert was hit on his back.
“ What was that for? Why would you hit him like that?" I asked one of the guards.
He grabbed me by the hand and pushed me into the house, locki
