CLARA

#Chapter90 CLARA

Twenty years ago…

What happened between Samuel and me was probably the best thing that could have happened to me. It was glorious, all-encompassing, and unforgettable. I look at Samuel, his face half hidden in shadows, resting so serenely that I don’t want to disturb him at all. I want to freeze this moment because this is definitely the most relaxed I’ve ever seen him. His forehead isn’t creased into a frown and his eyelashes fall gently against his cheek bones. Visions of last night flash into my mind and that make me want to stay in this bed forever. As much as it paints me to admit, I know I have to get up.