Chapter 177 Torn Between Choices

• Evelyn
• I stumbled into my room, a complete wreck, eyes swollen from the tears I couldn't hold back. What I didn't expect was Clara. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the lamp—so unlike the usual darkness I hid in. She sat on the edge of my bed, waiting, her presence startling me.
• “Clara?” I wiped at my face, trying to clear the tears with shaky hands. But to my surprise, she didn’t react—no shock, no questions. It was as if she’d known.