Clara has done literally nothing to her to warrant such hatred from Lisa.
Sucking in her cheek, she stared into her glass. “She likes you.”
I know that. “And?” What does that have to do with her?
She lifted her gaze and I was surprised to find it glassy. “And you like her too.”
I still do not see what that has to do with Lisa. “So what’s the problem if I like Clara and she likes me too? Is that even an excuse to hate her?”
“Can’t you see that I love you?!” She blurted out with a sad smile. “The moment you rescued me and Dave from that fire, the moment you got burnt on your left arm for me, the moment you killed your first human for me Damien, I fell in love with you.”
“I do not see you that way, Lisa.” I clarified her, hoping to put an end to her illusion, “and I’m never going to see
