Chapter 466

Clara wanted to tell him, "Arthur, it turns out I don't have parents."

No, that wasn't quite it. Everything she had lived as, everyone she thought she was—all of it had belonged to someone else. Even the name Clara wasn't hers. She didn't even know who she really was.

When Arthur lowered his gaze, he met the dazed, wounded look in her eyes. Something inside him softened. He fought the urge to kiss