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. I take one last look before turning away from my sleeping mate. In a perfect world, where everything is right and well and good, I wouldn’t have to walk away from our night together. There wouldn’t be Samuel and his pregnant girlfriend to consider, in addition with a bucketload of issues. I swing my legs out of the bed and am blasted with the coolness of the