Chapter 17

The next morning, Clara brought me my breakfast in bed as usual. I had apologized for the previous day, thankfully she understood it was just a mood swing and she was back to being cheery with me.

I had later called my mom, seeking comfort in her voice. Her happiness was the only thing keeping me going at the moment.

After I ended the call I couldn't help but wonder, would I ever tell her the truth about what I did. I knew she would be so disappointed but I hoped that if I ever decided to tell her, she would understand it was the only way.

Was it? My subconscious asked and I was filled with guilt instantly. I had to push away everything away and picked out a dress for the beach.

At noon, I wore a simple loose long gown that the wind almost whipped away from my body. I knew I made the right choice for a long gown.