CLARA
Fuck it! f**k it!! f**k it!!!
What was wrong with me? I just nearly exposed a million-dollar secret out of anger.
Who was I angry at?
Roberto.
Why was I angry at him?
No idea.
I was supposed to be grateful to him for saving me from those men and that serum. Then why was I angry? What's with the attitude?
The minute I knew those men were Roberto's, my brain had sort of snapped. The library issue we had wasn't even enough, now we were adding another in the woods.
But how could I be so angry that I made a slip that Cassandra stole my life? He'll definitely know I'm not that I'm not the Cassandra that I claim to be. Or maybe not.
Groaning, I slammed my fist on the bed. Could my life get any worse?
A knock on the door.
"Who's there?"
"Luna it's me, Maria. Are you okay?"
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