"Clara, you know what? This feels just like the old days," Natasha said, her voice soft and distant, clearly lost in a sweet tangle of memories.
Clara smiled faintly, letting out a noncommittal hum. "Hmm..."
Then, after a moment, she leaned forward, her eyes serious.
"Natasha, I'm really happy for you, truly. I love seeing you this happy. But... I think you should take things slowly. Don’t rush into your excitement too fast."
Natasha blinked, startled at the shift in Clara’s tone.
"I don't want you to get hurt again," Clara continued, her voice almost a whisper.
"You deserve all the happiness in the world, but it’s better to play it safe this time."
There was a thoughtful silence. Natasha let Clara’s words sink deep into her heart. She realized how quickly she had let her guard down
