Clara’s POV
While we waited for the pizza Johannes told me about the conversation with is mother the night before. When he’d finished he looked at me, I’d never seen him so unsure.
‘But why didn’t you tell me about it that night?’
He gave me an intense look and sighed, ‘If you’d ended things with me because of it I’m not sure I would have managed to get through today.’
I paused at that, on the one hand I had to admit that it implied he felt quite deeply about me, that me ending things would be bad enough for him that it would effect his riding performance. On the other he’d put his own feelings before mine and being ambushed by Eliza at lunch still hurt.
‘I would have understood if you’d told me about it… and I wouldn’t have looked like an i***t at lunch today..’
‘I guess I know that
