But if he didn't know, why would he have said what he just did?
Unsure if it was sadness or fear, tears began to well up in her eyes.
Gradually, the sadness and fear morphed into jealous resentment. The tears in her eyes vanished, replaced by a lingering hatred.
Clara Grant. It was because of Clara Grant again!
It was all because of Clara Grant!
'No, I refuse to believe that woman has some kind of magic that could make Seth Quinn lose his mind over her.'
'That woman back then was far better than Clara Grant in every way, and even she couldn't make Seth Quinn treat her like this.'
'What gives Clara Grant the right?'
...
Clara Grant sat in a quiet corner, eating the delicious food on her plate. As she ate, her mood began to lighten.
'Ah, there's no worry or sorrow that a good meal can't fix. And if one can't, then two will.'
The more she ate, the wider Clara Grant's smile grew, until even her eyes curved into crescents.
