CLARA'S POV My breath hitched in my chest. I opened my mouth to speak, to say how I truly felt when he called me Hulk, when he made fun of my weight and my looks in front of everyone. He looked at me, his eyes truly searching for an answer, but before I could speak, the bathroom door burst open."Is the dragon finished?!" Lily shouted, running back into the room.The tension broke instantly. Jaxson pulled his hand back up quickly, and I let out a quiet breath."It’s almost done," Jaxson said, still looking at me. He was breathing heavily, as if a scale had just been removed from his eyes.We spent another ten minutes painting tiny details on paper, but I couldn’t focus anymore. My mind was scattered."Alright," I said, standing up and wiping my hands on a damp towel. "That’s enough painting for tonight, Lily. We need to get you washed up for bed.""Aww, okay," Lily pouted, but she didn’t fight it.Jaxson stood up from the floor and wiped his blue nos
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