I would like to sincerely apologize to all of my lovely readers and followers. Life got away with me a little, between work and family drama and moving house I've been flat out and have not had the chance to do any writing at all.
I am as we speak making a start on chapter 9 so here is a sneak peak to say sorry for making you all wait for so long!
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Clarke stared after the girl long after she had retreated, wondering what the hell had just happened. Those eyes, She thought. It had to be her, she knew me as well, why did she run? Clarke was snapped out of her musings by a gentle hand on her shoulder, looking around and seeing her father watching her with worry shining through his kind eyes she tried and failed to offer him a reassuring smile, coming out as more of a confused lopsided half grimace which just caused her father to look even more concerned.
“Clarke, what was that?” he asked
Clarke shook her head “I’m really not sure dad, I wish I knew”
“Do you know her?” he tried again
Clarke started at her father for a moment, really not sure how to answer him, did she know her? How could she even begin to explain what those eyes meant, Not just eyes She reminded herself. That face. Suddenly inspiration hit, if this was truly the girl attached the presence she’d felt for most of her life, she needed to get it on paper, she had to draw her just in case she never saw her again, although Clarke had a feeling that certainly wouldn’t be the case.
“I.. Umm” she started as she pulled away from her father and moved toward the exit “No, I don’t know her, not really.” making it to the lab door and flinging it open she called out over her shoulder to her parents, both watching on in confused silence as their daughter practically broke in to a run calling out “I gotta go, i'll see you for the meeting in the morning”