Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 185

"Clara, Quinn asked me to come and comfort you. She didn't mean what she said earlier; she just loses her cool sometimes and really hates that about herself."

Clara almost chuckled, but Quinn's performance was too convincing-it had everyone fooled.

"Clara, I've got some free time today. How about we head out for a bit? If you're trying to piece together your memories by revisiting familiar places, I can lend a hand. I've got a spot in mind that you used to hang out at."

That actually sounded useful.

Clara didn't feel like arguing, so she hopped into the car. "Alright, let's go."

Ryan quickly slid into the driver's seat, his smile becoming a bit more genuine. "Sure thing."

He stepped on the gas, and the car slowly rolled away from the Bradford estate.

the scenery whiz by outside the window, she felt

pulled up at a cemetery. It wasn't the one she'd been to

and gave Ryan a puzzled

"Grandpa's buried here. He used to

here is the right call. You cried for ages when Grandpa passed. He pulled you aside in his last moments and whispered something just to you. None of us

family, Grandpa wasn't her biggest fan. He said she wasn't really on the up and up. But he was getting on in years

for a few seconds. "He just couldn't take it. Grandpa was heartbroken

overpowering guilt was suffocating. Her head throbbed painfully,

"Clara?"

rubbing her temples. "I'm not feeling too great. Let me sit for

sat beside her and pulled an orange

shook her head. "Keep talking. Maybe it'll jog my

stressful state and hesitated. After all,