Clara's POV
Mom kept her strong gaze on me, staring directly into my eyes as a range of emotions flashed across her face. The tears on my cheeks weren't helping her worry any less. Without question, she looked like she was expecting the worst.
The look on her face told me, "How bad is it?".
I knew I had to tell her the truth. Maybe then I could gather the courage to tell Derek and face whatever consequences that follow.
This wasn't something you threw in your parents' faces. I was just about to tell her I'd disregarded all the morals and values she'd ever taught me. I continued with this despite knowing it was wrong. That's why I was in this position. That wasn't an easy thing for most parents to hear.
The pressure building up inside me only increased my anxiety. The thought of someon
