CLARA

#Chapter83 CLARA “Sitting here is kind of therapeutic, isn’t it?” I look up at the sound of Samuel’s voice and watch him come closer to me. He sits down next to me, careful about putting enough distance between the two of us. I shouldn’t be surprised at seeing here, given that this used to be our place. I had come to the lake banks after meeting Lea. I needed to sort out my thoughts and I thought the best place of doing that was here, where I had spent countless nights in my youth, contemplating and moaning about my life. That time seemed so long ago, and sitting here with Samuel felt as if two very different times of my life were merging in to one. “Yes, it is,” I replied, because there was no way I could deny what he said. It was indeed therapeutic to sit here on the lake bank and watch it shimmer in the moonlight. The water glimmered and made it seem like some fairy tale realm where all the magical creatures come to drink and rejuvenate themselves. It felt and looked like somethin