Chapter 69
Clara's POV
I couldn't believe I was walking out of the restaurant where my father, whom I thought was dead and gone, was currently in.
As much as it seems oddly reassuring to know that not every single member of my family was dead, I couldn't muster the slightest bit of gratitude. Instead, my blood was boiling with rage. What's wrong with everybody?
What exactly did Dominic expect? That I'd reunite with my father, smile and welcome him with open arms? He abandoned me, for a bit over seven years. I couldn't write it off as nothing.
"Clara!!", Dominic called out to me.
He was on the second flight of stairs while I was already on the ground level, stomping away.
"Clara!!", his voice was louder this time, but my only reply was to hasten my footsteps.
There was no way
