Clara’s POV
I was trying to put on a brave face, smiling through my tears and pretending like everything was okay and I wasn't sad. I didn't want this to be the last memory we shared.
"Are you sure you don't need anything else before you go?" I asked him, but I couldn't look him in the face.
He pulled me close to him.
"Don't cry. You know I can't handle seeing you cry," he said, wiping away my tears.
"I know you can't handle that, but you can handle going out there to die," I said and he shook his head.
"I know you, and I know what you're thinking right now. But consider this a warning. I'm not threatening you or anything like that, but if you die out there, then I'm going to do the same.
I can't live without you. I know you're going to do anything and everything to ensure your sis
