84. The Truth Of Johan

Moments like these were the moments Clarissa had been waiting for every day, waking up in the middle of the night, going out, and gazing at the stars in the sky freely and peacefully.

Clarissa glanced up slightly when she saw the stars in the sky, Clarissa was immediately so mesmerized that she forgot that she was leaving.

"Gosh, there are so many stars, they're all beautiful again," said Clarissa without taking her eyes off the sky.

"So sit here," said Johan, pulling Clarissa's hand to sit beside him and Clarissa complied.

"Look at that star, it shines brighter than any other star. Ah, I like that one," Clarissa enthusiastically pointed at one of the stars she thought was the shiniest.

"That, that one is prettier. It's twinkling, not too bright but the light is the most beautiful, it's shy," Johan chimed in.

"Which one?" Clarissa asked.

"That's over there," Johan pointed out the star of his choice.