Clarabelle's point of View
A loud slap can hear in the kitchen. He is now holding his cheek which turned red because of the impact with his eyes on me. I trusted him.
Are they toying with my emotions? Is this their hobby? To make me feel this way?
“Clara, I wanted to tell you about it but ----" I slapped him again before he could even say anything.
He looks at me with a shocked look.
“But you chose not to right?" I asked looking into his eyes.
All those years I thought he is my only friend who I can trust but I am wrong. He might even know what Claire did and he is her accomplice.
“Clarabelle, please." He said but I stopped him from speaking.
I don't know what to say.
All those words he said to Alexander, the night that he betrayed me. Are just a cover-up so I could hate Alex
