OLIVER NIGHT P.O.V ❤️
My thoughts racing as I thought about Clara. I was heartbroken that she wouldn't forgive me, and I wondered if I would ever be able to make things right between us. Then, I heard a knock at the door.
"Come in," I said The door opened and Summer walked in, accompanied by Ariel.
"Dad!" Ariel said, running to me and throwing her arms around me. I picked her up, hugging her close.
"How are you " I asked
"I'm fine," she said, beaming up at me.
"That's good to hear," I said, grateful for her unwavering cheerfulness.
"Ariel, go play for a while, I need to talk to your dad."summer said
Ariel nodded, scampering out of the room, leaving us alone.
"I know that what Viola did was very wrong,And since she's dead, I have nowhere to take Ariel. Phil refuses to accept her, and I'm leaving the country soon."
"So, what are you saying?"
"Ariel has looked up to you as her dad ever since she was little, She's always seen you as her dad, and she needs you. Will you take her as your daughter?"
I sat there in silence, overwhelmed by the weight of her request. Finally, I said, "It's okay. I'll do it."
"Thank you so much," Summer said, her eyes filled with gratitude. "You have no idea how much this means to me."
"You're welcome," I said, my voice catching in my throat. "I just want what's best for Ariel."
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"Are you sure Clara will listen if we tell her this?" Diana asked, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Of course she will, I trust her." Scarlett said
"I don't think so," Ava said, shaking her head. "We all know how arrogant she can be. She always does what she wants to do."
"She's my friend, I'm sure she'll listen, and she'll forgive him."
Scarlett nodded. "And besides, she have kids with Oliver. I'm sure that will make a difference."
CLARA ROSEWOOD P.O.V 🤍
I was in the kitchen when I heard my kids laughing with someone. I rushed to the living room and was shocked to see Oliver and the kids laughing and having a good time.
"What's going on here?" I yelled, my heart racing.
"Mum, your friend is here to greet you," Zoe said, her voice excited.
"Hi, Clara," Oliver said, his voice sounding a little nervous.
"Zeo and Zion, go inside," I said, trying to keep my voice calm
"But, Mum," they protested, looking at me with pleading eyes.
"No 'buts', You need to go inside right now."
They looked at each other, then back at me, before reluctantly walking inside.
"You don't have to shout at them - they're just kids," Oliver said
"You can't tell me how to take care of my kids or how to teach them, What are you even doing here?"I. said, feeling my temper rising
"Clara, I know you're still mad at me," he said, his eyes filled with regret. "I'm really sorry. Please, give me a chance to explain."
I stood there, feeling torn between anger and a flicker of curiosity. What did he have to say that could possibly make things right?
"I don't care, Oliver, I don't want to hear another word from you. Now, get out of my house!"
"Clara," he said, his voice pleading.
"I said shut up and get out!" I yelled, my face flushed with anger.
Oliver looked at me for a moment, then turned and left, his footsteps echoing in the silence.
I stood there, trembling with rage and confusion, my heart pounding in my chest.
"What's your problem?" Diana asked as she entered the room, Scarlett and Ava in tow.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice shaking.
"What did you mean?" Scarlett said, stepping forward. "He's been begging you for forgiveness, saying he's sorry. What else do you want?"
"What I want is for him to stay away from me and my kids, I don't want to see him ever again!" I yelled, my voice cracking
"He should stay away from your kids," Ava said, her tone fierce. "You two may have shared children"
"Just forgive Oliver, I don't know what else you want at this point. Your kids keep asking about him, and you keep lying to their faces. It's not fair, Clara."
I stood there, frozen, as their words hit me like a punch in the gut. They were right - it wasn't fair to keep lying to my kids.
"I don't care what Oliver has done to you, but the deed has been done,Please, for your own sake, let it go and forgive him."
I looked at her, feeling a sense of doubt creeping in. Could I really forgive him? Or was I just making excuses to avoid facing the truth?
"Clara, it's better for you to forgive Oliver, If you don't, you'll lose him forever, and you'll lose us, too. Is that really what you want?" With that, she walked away, followed by Scarlett and Ava.
I sat there, alone, my head spinning. Could I really forgive Oliver? It seemed like such a daunting task, but maybe it was what I needed to do to move on. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to clear my mind............
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RomanceClara Rosewood and Oliver Night were childhood friends, but when it came time for Oliver to continue his studies, he left their village to go to the city. He promised to marry Clara when he returned, but when he did, he refused. However, his father...
