Chapter 92.
Clara’s POV.
I stared at Maxwell with utter disbelief.
My brows pulled together, my lashes knitted tightly as my eyes searched his face, like I was waiting for him to laugh and tell me he was joking. But he didn’t. He just stood there, calm, steady… serious.
“Why?” I asked, my voice sharp before I could stop it. “Why am I not allowed to? Why can’t I go? Why can’t I attend the function?”
He inhaled slowly. “Because it’s an unknown function, sunshine.”
I scoffed immediately and lifted the phone between us. “It’s not unknown. Look at it. The names are there. Everything is there.”
“I still don’t want you to go,” he said gently.
And that immediately did it for me.
“You do not tell me what to do.”
The words fell out of my mouth, hard and sudden and Maxwell froze.
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