Chapter 47 Daughter Of The Devil

• “Cursed child? Daughter of the Devil?... Why would she say all those hurtful words to me? What have I ever done to her?” Clara asked, her voice trembling with hurt and confusion.
• “I... I don't know. She's just going crazy, it doesn't mean anything,” Mathias said, trying to comfort her.
• “But her eyes... they were filled with fear and hatred when she looked at me. It was as if she really believed what she was saying about me,” Clara said, her eyes welling up with tears.