Chapter 45
Clara's POV
Nico had better eyesight than me, all thanks to the strong genes he inherited from his father. Hence, the reason why it took a few extra seconds and more than the required amount of effort to see who Nico was pointing at.
True to his words, it was Dominic who was standing all across the other end of the field. He wore a black hoodie and trousers, his hands stuffed into the pocket of his trousers as he stood, facing us.
Even from a distance, I could feel his piercing gaze, and almost visually conjure his striking blue eyes.
What was he doing here?
"Are you sure that's him?", I asked Nico, even though I was certain beyond doubt, and I wasn't even the one with the good sight.
"Yes. It's him", Nico stood, wiping off invisible dust from his clothes. I raised a
