Chapter 11 An Unexpected Encounter
- The bar hummed with life laughter, the clink of glasses, the low thrum of jazz threading through the atmosphere. Clara let the warmth of it settle in her chest as she leaned back in her chair.
- Bernard grinned, raising his glass. “To proving them all wrong.”
- Clara rolled her eyes but clinked her glass against his. “I haven’t proved anything yet.” She smirked. “But I’ll drink to it.”