Chapter 7 - WHAT CLARA KNEW

Vanessa stopped pretending.
"Give me that phone."
Marcus held it out of reach.
Adrian looked at the message, then at her.
"Who is Wexler?"
"My attorney."
"Why does your attorney know about Lily's bear?"
"Because I told him."
"Why?"
Her silence became its own answer.
Adrian told security to escort Vanessa to the guest suite until the police arrived. She protested, threatened lawsuits, and demanded to call her father.
Nobody stopped her from making the call.
Nobody let her leave.
Once she was upstairs, Adrian turned to Clara.
"How long?"
Clara knew exactly what he meant.
She looked at Lily.
"Not here."
Lily lifted her chin. "I want to hear."
Adrian knelt again.
"There are some things adults should have handled before they ever reached you."
"They already reached me."
The truth of that sentence silenced him.
Clara sat beside Lily on the sofa.
"Vanessa started small," she said. "She told Lily her mother would be disappointed when she cried. She threw away drawings she said looked childish. She told me not to hug Lily after nightmares because I was making her weak."
Adrian stared at her.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Clara's eyes flashed.
"I did."
He opened his mouth.
Then remembered.
Three months ago: Clara had said Lily became anxious whenever Vanessa corrected her.
He had called it an adjustment period.
Two months ago: Clara mentioned Vanessa searching Elena's study.
He had said Vanessa was helping organize the wedding.
Three weeks ago: Clara asked him not to leave Lily alone during a weekend trip.
He had told her Vanessa deserved a chance to bond.
Every warning had been delivered politely enough for him to dismiss.
Adrian sat down hard.
"I failed her."
Clara did not comfort him.
"Yes."
He looked up, surprised.
"You need to hear that before you start telling yourself you couldn't have known."
Lily whispered, "Dad?"
He turned.
"Vanessa said if I told you things, Clara would go to jail."
Adrian's face drained.
"Why would Clara go to jail?"
Lily looked toward the shattered vase.
"Because Vanessa said she had videos."
Clara's stomach dropped.
"Videos of what?"
May you like
Lily answered in a whisper.
"Of Clara hurting me."