CHAPTER 17 Plump lips

CLARA'S POV

I was beginning to feel the pensiveness within me grow. While I sat down there across from professor Derrick, I never would have fathomed this conversation. He had said 'together' to me and it felt weirdly eccentric. It was the very first time in my life since I lost my father that anyone would actually consider me in their decisions. Not to say the least, carry me along.

Usually, it has always been me having to put up with whatever decision they reach. It had always been like this from the moment when against my wish, I had been made to live with Beta Benson.

I wanted to stop crying but the tears just kept pouring out like they were actually on a freeway. I cried even more and professor Derrick was left with no choice but to come around from where he said and embraced me where I sat. I clung to his legs and he held me close.

It was the first time I had felt such warmth. Only now did I realize what it was to have a strong support system.

"Come now, Clara. Come." He