The harder Julian tried not to think about that slender, aloof figure, the more the image seemed to take root in his mind and replay again and again.
To be fair, he had seen countless beautiful women.
Among all those beauties, Claire wasn't the most stunning. In a room full of glamorous actresses, she would at most be the clean, delicate type.
But Claire had a small face, long limbs, and a slim frame. Her features were clear and pretty, her nose was straight, and her face was beautifully balanced.
What made her unforgettable was the expression in her eyes. She always carried a stubborn, cool distance, like something wild and resilient that refused to be crushed. The harder life stepped on her, the more fiercely she seemed to grow.
The way she looked at him was different too. It was as
