Sebastian
I didn't sleep well that night, even after I returned to the estate, Julian's words circling in my mind long after I'd changed and slipped quietly into my own wing of the house. I don't know how much longer I can keep believing in a someday that never actually arrives.
I found myself standing outside Clara's door around midnight, not entirely sure why, except that some part of me needed to talk through what I was feeling with the one person in my life who understood, better than anyone, what it meant to love someone you couldn't fully claim.
She answered on the second knock, still awake, a book abandoned on her nightstand.
"Sebastian? Is everything all right?"
"Can I come in for a moment? I know it's late."
She stepped aside, and I sat in the armchair by her window while sh
