No Strings Attached

This wasn't the first time Clara had heard such words. Just last time, at Rose's birthday bash, Marian had said something similar.

Clara paid it no mind, merely offering a small smile. "By that logic, I guess Heidi and I look alike too. Are we fated then? Seems more like a recipe for resentment."

Edwin offered a bitter chuckle upon seeing Clara's resistance. "Clara, please don't lump me together with Heidi. We have a blood feud. Her mother killed my mom and lost my sister. I'll never stand with her."

To gain Clara's trust, Edwin laid bare the tragic tale of his mother's demise and his sister's mysterious disappearance. In his eyes, Clara saw the raw agony of losing a mother and the yearning for a lost sibling. She was touched, and she felt an unexpected kinship. The walls around her heart began to crumble ever so slightly.

if I

features softened at her moderated tone. "I'll have it looked into immediately. If Paolo

bet someone's stirring the pot." Edwin nodded firmly. "I'll have someone

the child within all needed her to stay strong. She accepted

the meal being a feast for the senses, it was tasteless for her. Watching her struggle, Edwin asked with concern, "Does the food not agree with you? What do you fancy? I can get something made fresh from the

head gently. "Nothing will taste right

sipped some chicken soup, then had the

throughout her childhood. She wanted to tell him in this way that she was waiting for him to

the bed and Clara's pale face, the usually boisterous Sasha's eyes