After walking to the car, he looked up towards the building above. The moment he spotted Clara standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watching him, he felt an impulse. He wanted to rush upstairs right away and hold her in his arms to comfort her.
But he didn’t do that. He just stood silently in place, looking intensely at her.
The two of them, one standing on the balcony and the other in the yard, stared at each other for several minutes. Every minute felt like an agony.
Clara just calmed herself down, but when she saw Ian, tears streamed down her face again. She knew this had nothing to do with Ian, and she shouldn’t take her anger out on him. She had also said she wouldn’t let Leonora’s hurt affect Ian.
Still, she was only human, unable to put aside her mother’s grievances to be with Ian. The moment she saw him, she remembered how her mother must have felt after being betrayed by someone so close, and how heartbroken she must have been.
She was so young, loving everyone around her with a gentle heart, yet she lost her life in her prime.
When she thought of this, Clara’s tears flowed even more fiercely. Looking into Ian’s captivating eyes, she couldn’t help but say, “Ian, what should we do?”
When Ian saw her lips move, a sharp pain stabbed his heart. He lifted his foot, wanting to run upstairs, but at that moment, Clara drew the curtains shut.
He could no longer see Clara’s sorrowful face. Only a silhouette reflected on the curtains.
Ian lifted his hand to rub his somewhat sore eyes. He took out his phone and sent Clara a message. [Clara, I have to head back to the office for a bit. Remember to eat well and sleep well.]
After sending the message, he looked towards the balcony again, but Clara’s figure had disappeared.
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