Chapter 2Clara's Pov I braced myself for the hit, the airbag in my car puffed out to save my life but I was already well buckled in my seat with the belt. Holding the wheel tight, I breathed hard, pushing the air bag back in to see the damage. "Are you alright?" Someone called out to me and I turned.His brows were furrowed but not in anger, in concern, his voice wasn't reprimanding me, it was catering for me. "Are you fine?" His deep baritone sounded again and I nodded slowly. "I'm sorry if I hit your car, I was—""It's fine,""No, I'll pay for the damage please, I wasn't—""No," he shook his head and blinked, a small smile played on the side of his lips and that was when I noticed how ethereal he looked. His light brown hair fell slightly on his face as he bent to slightly above my eye level, I had driven the red Bently."There was no damage done, good thing my brakes worked perfectly." He flashed a simple smile at me and my stomach churned. My breath got hitched and a naught
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