CLARA
Noah has just left to the Pack house to confront Andrew and I'm just seated on the couch, idling in here.
Ever since he bought a phone for me, I've been fighting with my conscience whether to call dad or not. I already fed his phone number in my phone and every time I dial it, I end up not being able to call him.
First, I don't know if he's still looking for me or Angela and Alice influenced him to finally give up. Well, since I lay on this bed this morning, I can't curb the urge to call him and when shove finally comes to push, I dial his number and put the call on loudspeaker.
The phone rings for almost thirsty seconds and that's when he picks the call. His voice from the other side makes me shed instant tears. It's as sweet as ever, and he instantly reminds me of his undying l
