Chapter 198

Chapter 198: Clara's POV

I pulled up to Arthur's house with my stomach in knots.

Not because seeing him still hurt—that wound had scabbed over years ago, turned into something dull and manageable.

But because I knew what I'd find inside.

My mother. Broken. In the house of the man who'd left us both behind.

I killed the engine and forced myself out of the car, walking up the pathway to the front do