Clarissa's POV

The rest of the evening I was frozen. I took the kids to the restaurant that they had told me about and I allowed them to make their order.

I made an order as well but I could barely eat. I poked at the food as if I was in a trance. And though it smells immaculate, my worries were greater than my appetite.

I turned my head and tried to distract myself with the scenery in the restaurant.

It wasn't working. It felt like I was frozen in time. Everything was moving in slow motion.

I could still hear Erica's voice ringing in my ears.

“...Lorenzo and...