Chapter 147

"It was my dad. He told me himself." Clara looked at Lilah with eyes full of despair. If it had come from someone else, she would've brushed it off without a second thought. But no—it came from Nathaniel's own mouth. He had never even touched her mother. So how could she possibly be his daughter? "I'm sure your mom had her reasons back then... And think about it—even knowing you're not his biological kid, Nathaniel still raised you all these years. That says something. He must've felt guilty about how he treated your mom. You don't need to carry the blame for any of this. Being the 'fourth Miss Dawson' is just a title—it means nothing if it didn't give you anything real. Clara, you are you. Just be yourself, okay? Don't overthink it." Lilah's voice was soft as she tried to console her. None of this was on Clara. She never chose to be born into this mess. "Lilah... my very birth was a mistake. I shouldn't even exist." Clara's voice trembled. It was still too much to wrap her head around