CHAPTER 75

"Please, don't go, Clark!" Kylee begged as tears poured out of her lovely blue eyes.

"I have a bad feeling about this trip. Please, don't go. Please, stay," Kylee pleaded once again. Clark's face softened and painted a melancholic smile on his face.

"It'll be fine, Kylee. It's just for a few days, and I will be back, I promise," Clark reassured the timid girl beneath him. Her eyes glistened, desperation swimming in her orbs.

"I don't want to go either, but my parents won't let me decide. They said it's important I must go. Don't worry. When we get older, my parents won't be able to force their power onto me. We will finally be together . . . for ever," The seven-year-old Clark spoke while holding onto his smile.

Kylee, who was two years younger, could feel that something bad was about to happen to her cousin and best friend. She was eager to keep him here, eager to keep him safe, but she knew she couldn't stop his parents' decision.