The Real Clara

Aaron narrowed his eyes, suspicion creeping into his voice. "Are you really Clara?"

Clara rolled her eyes. Everyone seemed to be so sure she could never leave Desmond. As if the moment she did, she would fall apart, lose her mind, or cease to exist as herself.

No one ever realized she was, first and foremost, her own person—before she belonged to anyone.

She was tired and didn't want to waste a