For some reason, Clara didn't pick Luther's calls today. She has not been herself ever since that visit with Marcel - and of course the resentment was still there. Marcel humiliated and left her behind, she should have done something.
Something like what? Report him to his father?
Clara sighed, she can't keep giving Daniel the impression that their relationship was failing. This was an agreement between their both families and the blame for failure of their relationship would be distributed between she and Marcel equitably.
Moreover, it was quite childish reporting every single maltreatment Marcel gave to her instead of settling it out with him. Sooner or later, Daniel would eventually get tired of her complaints.
The thoughts were still running through her head when a knock came on her door.
"Come in," Clara said, her hand on her waist while she tossed the phone she had switched off on her bed with annoyance. Luther had bad timing.
