Chapter 176

Clara's POV

"Why did you do this?" I managed to ask. I looked into his cold stare. My voice must have squeaked, but I got a sentence out.

His anger worsened, his cheeks turning into a brighter shade. "Let go of me," he demanded, his voice forceful. If it were possible, I would have grabbed his arm even tighter. I had avoided this conversation for a long time, but it was about time it happened.

Some guests had left the hall and were now watching Derek and me as the murmurs continued. But I didn't care. I needed an explanation from him, and I would get it. Maybe he'd finally hear mine, too.

Derek pulled his arm away from mine forcibly. I thought he'd walk away, but he didn't. Instead, he grabbed hold of mine and pulled me away towards a door I hadn't noticed had been there earlier. It blended in perfectly with the wallpaper.

We stepped into the room. It looked like a study, with a desk and bookshelves. I didn't bother taking in the rest of the room.

He let go of my arm as I stood behin