Clara's POV
I hated the way that he kept looking at me and smiling, it made me feel like something was wrong with me.
“ You have been smiling unnecessarily, what is the problem with you?" I asked.
“ I have done something that I am proud of even though you might not like it but it is something that I am proud of," he said.
I could not guess what he had done.
My uncle was back in the house and we were happy to have him. We could not trace the person that hit his car.
“ What have you done?" I asked him.
“ Well, I did something that will help you and you do not have to follow that rude man who thinks that he is doing you a favor," he said.
I sat upright, I had an idea of what he was talking about.
" Is it about Ken?” I asked him.
" Not exactly about Ken, It is about the other
