Chapter 37.
Clara’s Pov.
My eyes followed every word she said and God… it felt like a dream knowing that I was just a step away from achieving a dream that was once crushed.
Silence fell over the room and I stared at the sample paper, too lost in the beauty to even realize that she had finished explaining until Maxwell softly called my name.
“Yes…” I answered, blinking back gently.
“Choose,” he whispered, his tone dripping with a kind of support I had never felt.
My heart stumbled and I hesitated… only for a second… remembering all the times I wasn’t allowed to want anything.
“I… I want to make a bracelet,” I whispered, my voice shy and small but firm. Because I had finally pushed the negativity aside.
Maxwell’s smile deepened… slow and warm.
“Then a bracelet it is.”
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