It’s been three weeks since Clara came to San Francisco to visit Ben. Although I hated the idea of her spending the night at Ben’s, I never said anything. It’s not my place. I know that now. But just to be a d**k, I told them to take the car I’d reserved and that I’d hitch a cab with Sessilee back to her hotel. I made sure she made it to the elevators before I turned down her invitation to join her upstairs and returned home. But Clara doesn’t need to know that. Let her see how it feels. Spoiler alert—she probably doesn’t care anymore.
Now it’s our bye week and I decide to head to my hometown, Sunrise Bay, for two reasons. One, to see my dad, and two, to get things squared away with Clara.
Walking down the cobblestone street, I see signs in every window for the fundraiser that I had no i
