lan's face was a ghostly shade of pale as he looked at her. "Don't let her die. We need to get some answers out of her."

"I know," came the steady reply. "You take care of Clara. I'll handle everything at home."

After everyone had seen Clara, they all left, leaving only Casey, who clung to his daughter's hand, unwilling to let go. Tears welled up in his eyes as he gazed upon Clara's ghastly pale face. Heiman's words echoed in his mind.

They hadn't completed their wedding vows today. Did that mean more dangers would lurk in their future?

Ever since Clara's birth, danger had been a relentless shadow. Why did fate have to be so cruel to such a wonderful child?

Memories of Clara's past hardships made Casey's tears fall onto the back of her hand.

time to witness the scene. He

something your dad and I have kept from you." "What is it?" lan asked,

the wedding on that day, all would be well henceforth. Otherwise, you'd face endless troubles. Ian, Clara has suffered enough. I can't bear

reassured, "Dad, we started the ceremony at the time Heiman specified. And in the end, I

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hand while she collapsed in my arms.

Clara hurt, he'd been frantic. He'd wanted to rush her to the hospital, but seeing her struggle to help him with the ring before losing

a piercing pain. It felt as though someone had

eyes, the first thing she saw was lan's haggard face. The usually immaculate man now sported a stubble, and

her awake, lan stopped his ministrations. His voice was rough with emotion. "Clara, does it

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