Abandoned But Unbroken: No More Begging For A Place
g as she could remember. When she was younger, Declan had always s
g Declan would not step in anymore. In fact, Clara felt as though he wa
, she forced herself to nod and said quietly, "Alright, I'll go tomorrow. Plea
lly broke into a
r son. In her mind, a girl with no family and a troubled
thing else, I'll go up to rest." She left those words behind, maki
ve brought her to tears rig
ed on her, making
cake she had ordered ahead of time and go
bered. That thought brought a strange comfort. S
son to hold on. Now, even he wanted her
should have been a day for
ident on this very date years ago, and two years back, Decla
ght her joy-just mem
es, Clara let herself cry, feeling
d lighting the candles with trembling hands. Her tears kept fallin
of footsteps behind her. She turned around slowly,
efore her
ent she could not move. She wiped her tears quick
hday, remembered how much she dreaded facing
en why he came-to
trembling with hope, but she stopped
hing warm about his expression. Hi
cut through the silence. "Why did you agree to
way in an instant. The smile that
to drag her to a dat
e heavy with pain. "Did you re
as sharp, his frown deepening. "You mad
it was. Keeping her word about t
want her gon
ps together and murm
"Don't apologize to me. You owe Lorraine an apology! I sho
ld not understand why Declan had come all the way
ne have to do w
rce. His glare was relentless as he said, "Don't think you've fooled me. You went to my grandpa and bl
away, but Declan's hold was li
g compared to the sharp sting of his accusation
d, his voice cold enough to freeze the air. "It wouldn't matter if I ended things with her. I would never
entire body. Panic and disbelief flickered in her eyes as she sta
hat way? Was she nothin
and let out a soft, bitter laugh. Silent tears streak
k. Declan's grip was the only thing
r voice breaking as she looked up with a wounded smi
h the cemetery, carrying aw
om her cheeks, scattering t
something inside him had snapped tight and would not let go.