Chapter 12

THIRD PERSON'S POV.

The next morning, Clara rolled out of bed and for the first time in her past nineteen years, she felt great and had nothing to worry about. She hummed a tune as she found her in the bathroom, she had no choice but to use most of the morning necessities she saw there. Moreover, Ethan didn't seem to mind the fact that she wore the robe last night.

She finished taking her bath and wondered what type of clothes she was supposed to wear when she heard a knock on her door.

"I'm coming."

She spoke up to answer the door. When she opened it, she met Ethan standing in front of her and holding a bag. He brought it closer to her face.

"Here, I bought you a few clothes seeing as you have no one that fits the description of a high-class lady that my dad will love to see." He explained and Clara cringed a bit at the full talk.

"Thank you." She said with a smile and collected the bag.

"Hmm."

"And good morning." Clara quickly greeted.

"Get ready. We need to go