CLARA

After I was done eating, I grabbed my bag and headed to Roberto's office. I knocked softly and walked in.

"You ready?" He asked without looking up, still focused on whatever he was holding.

"Yeah," I replied, feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

"Okay," he tossed aside the paper and finally looked up. "Go wait in the car, I'll be there soon."

"Okay," I said, turning to leave. As I walked out, I felt a flutter of nerves in my stomach. I just hoped everything would be okay.

Taking a deep breath as I stepped outside, the cool air hitting my face as I made my way to...