Clara's POV
Next, I searched through my now-packed clothes in the closet. I didn't bring anything too tight with me. It was bad enough that my stomach was almost completely flat. I didn't want people asking unwanted questions. Today, I figured I would put more effort into my outfit, ignoring my faded jeans and t-shirt as I settled for a soft blue dress.
Thanks to the help of a few of the staff, getting to the garden wasn't too difficult.
The place was decorated with flowers, with a big table on the lawn. There was a pool nearby, too. The last time I was in the water, things didn't end well.
It was easy to spot Derek from a distance. He was reading a newspaper with black sunglasses as the wind blew through his hair. The two buttons on his white shirt were left unbuttoned.
Why does he a
