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Clara

“Clara,” Cora greeted warmly, and I could hear the smile in her tone. “My sweet girl. I’m so happy for you. You’re getting married!”

My throat tightened immediately. “Yes,” I said in a shaky voice.

There was a pause on the other end, and then Cora’s voice softened. “Are you crying?”

“No,” I lied, but my eyes were already wet.

“Clara,” she murmured gently, and in that one word I felt seen. “T