Chapter 151

"You sure you're all right?" Camilla asked, still uneasy.

"I'm fine." Clara downed a glass of milk in one gulp and returned to her room. The truth was that she had no idea how to even begin talking about it.

Back in the car, she had thought Arthur only wanted her to admit defeat and acknowledge him like an older brother. But lying in bed that night, the more she replayed it, the less it felt right