CLARA'S POV
I read the message over and over again as I couldn't understand it.
“I am Clara right???” I asked myself.
I have never been so confused the way I was in my entire life.
I knew my Mother was dead and so I concluded that maybe Arsenio knew another lady by the name Clara.
Arsenio slept for about three hours and I fell asleep while watching him.
As I rested my head on the bed and slept, Someone suddenly tapped my arm softly as I woke up abruptly looking around in confusion.
“You look cute when sleeping.” Arsenio said In almost a whisper.
“Oh, you are awake….thank goodness.” I said yawning.
“What exactly happened???”
“You don't remember??”
“Well I remember going to the restroom and the rest is history.”Arsenio said.
“The history part of it is that you went into surgery
