Clara’s hands fidgeted as she drove out of the restaurant. Her fears were gripping her again reminding her of her father’s threats for her to behave. And the worst fear that gripped her was from him.

Gbashhh!

Her mind had been so lost in the cloud that she wasn’t aware of the tree stump by the side of the road. She cussed as she stepped out of her car to see the damage. The heat from the bonnet burnt her palms slightly causing her to wait some minutes before lifting it up.

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