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.

watched the scenery whiz by outside

cemetery. It wasn't the one

gave

"Grandpa's buried 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 heard it. After that, you refused to eat until you fainted. You used to visit here whenever you

into our 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 and

seconds. "He just couldn't take it. Grandpa was

the overpowering guilt was suffocating. Her head throbbed

"Clara?"

temples. "I'm not feeling too great.

beside her and pulled an orange

her head. "Keep talking.

Clara's stressful state and hesitated. After all,