Chapter 47

Clara's POV

"And you're certain that's her outcome?" Derek inquired.

"Mr. Montenegro, what suggestions do you have? That we're not proficient in our roles?" The physician inquired.

Derek was cut off. With a heavy sigh, he bent his head and nervously ran his hands through his hair.

We didn't say anything as I gradually accepted reality.

After a while, Derek said, "I need to breathe."

He repositioned his chair and left the room.

I was startled when he slammed the door.

His response showed me he was as surprised by this as I was.

Perhaps he was unrelated to this.

I cleared my voice to get the doctor's attention and sat straight.

"I believe you were mistaken. No, I'm not expecting it," I told him.

"You are, indeed," he said. "I understand that may be difficult for you to accept at first, but you'll come to see it as nothing more than a gift." He made a statement.

How on earth am I expecting?

Could there have been a relationship issue between Derek and me? No, I just slept off and woke up