Chapter 43 Meet again

• I LAY CLARENCE to bed as he falls asleep. I stroked his hair, the grain of tears I had been trying to hold back had gradually formed in the corner of my eyes.
• I have tried to throw him out of my head. But he keeps coming every time I looked at Clarence. Allysa was right; he looks like Lawrence.
• I shook my head. Why can’t he be removed from my mind? What is wrong? I traveled far for the good of everyone, but why do I feel haunted by the past? Even those sweet good moments we had are now turned into a knife that kills my already broken heart. I smiled bitterly, trying to dig into which part it still hurts.