Ethan
I know Clara, I know her better than I should. After all, we shared the same roof for a couple of years. How can I not know her?
I learned to read her when she was still sleeping next to me. When her silence meant tiredness. When her gaze fixed on an invisible point it meant that something was not under her control.
I know, it seems that I didn't notice her, but she was there, she was always there. I even know how she drinks coffee.
At the meeting I found out. Not when she received the call, before.
She was wrong about a fact, Clara is not wrong about anything... She is a perfectionist, everything was under control. That is why I trusted her and her ability to handle important matters not only at home, but also in the company.
It was just a detail. Almost imperceptible to anyo
