Clara
The question hit me hard. I didn't answer. Because the answer was obvious... No.
After everything Nathan had discovered... Vanessa had been watching me for weeks.
Planning me, waiting for me. It hadn't been an impulse; it had been a decision. And yet...
I still felt a deep sadness because no one is born wanting to become someone like that.
I slowly rested my forehead against Ethan's.
"At what point does a person break down so much?"
He closed his eyes.
"I don't know."
And perhaps we'll never know. We stayed embraced for a long time.
Without speaking, without moving, just breathing. As if we needed to make sure we were still alive.
When we went down to the dining room, it was quite late. Dinner had already been served, and everything was spotless, as always.
But the aroma
