45.Chapter 45

Clara wiped her eyes, sniffling softly. "Okay."

Everett had watched Clara's quiet sadness since she came home months ago.

She worked diligently enough, but he'd often find her standing alone in the garden, looking distant and thoughtful.

"Clara, my dear," he began gently, "do you blame me for what happened with Sebastian?"

The question surprised her.

She shook her head, quickly taking his hand. "U