CLARA
CLARA
The fact that I was clearly looking forward to seeing Damien the next day proved there was something wrong with me. I had even taken extra time for my makeup.
More often than not, I told myself that my eagerness to see him lies in the fact that I consider him a friend. When I became friends with Lyra newly, I had the same eagerness to hang out with her, just as when I became friends with James.
So whatever I am feeling right now, I have decided to attribute it to the same feeling.
Stepping into the office, I smiled at him and lifted the coffee cups I had with me. “I brought coffee.”
Leaning back, his grey eyes which once scared me ran through me with an apparent laziness. He accepted the coffee from me. “thank you.”
I smiled. Widely. “you are welcome.” Pulling out a sea
