Ethan
There's something strange about seeing the person you love working as if nothing had happened, strange… and beautiful, because for days I thought I might never see her again sitting behind a desk, focused, reviewing reports, making decisions, correcting details that others didn't even notice.
I thought maybe that version of Clara had been lost on that highway, but no. She's still here.
She's still brilliant, still strong. She just… doesn't remember that she loves me.
And there are days when that hurts more than anything else.
I didn't knock on her door, I don't… she doesn't either when she comes to my company, and it's normal between us, unless we're in a meeting or something important.
I open the door, and no, I didn't like the person who was keeping her company.
Beyond anno
