40- Dinner at mom's.

They both were sitting in the car in front of her mom’s house. Tessa’s car was already parked there, a telltale sign that she was already inside.

Clara was wringing her hands nervously. Vance took her hands in his. “Clara. Take deep breaths. Come on.” Clare wanted to die rather than going inside.

“Now listen to me. Did you do anything wrong? Did you?” Clare shook her head. “Then they should be t