CLARA’S POV
I’d never considered myself a fool until that moment.
Standing behind the pillar, I watched as this Serena lady smiled flirtatiously at Edward, her hand brushing his arm.
The way he stilled at the mention of her name, the conversation I overheard, it didn’t take much to know they’ve been together.
And she was back.
A quiet scoff escaped my lips, too soft for them to hear. What had I been thinking? I should have known better when he kept dismissing the idea of finding his mate. He obviously wanted to keep this woman a secret from me. And I was beginning to think that what we shared meant something.
Who was she to him?
The question gnawed at me as I slipped out into the garden, careful not to be noticed. I knew he had no sister, and she bore no resemblance to him. That
