Be Honest

No one knew when Clara was unconscious and when she woke up. Clara tried to find out the lies and kept hoping that everything she felt was just a dream. But in vain. No matter how strong Clara lied to herself, she still couldn't run away from the shackles that bound her. Especially when the message from Alexandre appeared. 

[ Tomorrow you will come to lunch with my parents. Take care of your attitude, Clara. If you mess up, I'll call off this engagement and bear your Daddy's matter myself.]

Clara cried again. The woman was very distressed about all the things she lived with. 

"It's a bad day and year. Was it when I was born that I was cursed?" asked Clara. Even God was like taking off her affectionate hand with Clara. Clara didn't know where else to pit. She became the buttress of all her family's problems. She must return the favor for the merits of the parents who have raised her. If only Clara were a lawless child, she would have been able to escape and escape so that she would be engaged to a haughty man like Alexandre.

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Cavin was heartbroken. The more days Clara looked worse and more chaotic in her eyes. Cavin didn't know what happened to Clara. Clara was very secretive about the problems she had. She is unwilling to share matters with others because she is unwilling to trouble.

"Clara... Clara...." Cavin mentioned Clara's name repeatedly as Clara's shadow continued to appear in his imagination. 

Silhouettes of the past appeared in Cavin's memory. When he and Clara were having dinner together after Cavin was only discharged from the hospital after an accident and was in a coma for a few days. 

"If I can't be saved, what are you doing?" asked Cavin, who wanted to make Clara cry. 

"I'm going to find a new man who is more handsome and rich than you. Of course," Clara replied with teary eyes. Clara's tone was very stupefied, but her expression couldn't lie. 

"Really? Aren't you going to cry and ask to be transferred to heaven, too?" Cavin again teased Clara. The man fed a spoonful of chocolate ice cream to cover their lunch. It's so sweet. Cavin always tried to make Clara a princess who was sweet and needed to be protected. Clara accepted a mouthful from Cavin. She didn't blush. Clara was used to it. 

"I love my life more than you do, Cavin." Clara said in a reassuring tone, even though tears had already fallen on her cheeks. 

Cavin wiped away Clara's tears. "Never mind. Don't cry. I'm just kidding." 

"You're always teasing me, Cavin. You love to make me cry!" Clara was already sobbing. 

"Listen to me. I will never leave you. I'm going to fight anyone who tries to keep you away from me. Although things will be different later, I still won't leave you. I'll still be by your side, Clara. Take care of yourself like this. Always. Forever. I promise." 

"I promise, Clara."

The sentence rang in Cavin's head. He then asked the driver to return to Clara's house. Cavin will undo it all. He will lose it all for the sake of one woman. 

One day after last night's fight, Cavin had decided in himself that he couldn't allow this.

"We're back!" snapped Cavin. Cavin immediately called out to Clara. 

"Clara... open the door now. What happened to you? Tell me. Clara." Cavin continued to bang on the door of Clara's house with a bang. He will not give up. 

Clara, who heard Cavin's call repeatedly to her, then said softly behind the door. Even Clara headed towards the door of the main room with a limping step. The power is exhausted. The intense emotions in Alexander tired Clara. As late as the engagement and wedding plans were on paper, Clara was suffering from depression due to the enormous burden of the mind.  Her body is even thinner and her face is now slightly wilted. There was no longer a big smile on Clara's face like when she was still with Cavin. 

"Go home, Cavin. I don't know why. I'm just tired of meeting everyone." said Clara's voice behind the door.

"I know you're crying, Clara. Your voice is hoarse. Let's tell each other. I'll help you, Clara. Please, open the door." Cavin was still trying to persuade Clara. Clara's tears shed. Did not expect that Cavin still treated her well after this. But Clara didn't want to hurt Cavin any deeper. Especially when she gets married. Clara wanted Cavin to hate her so that the man wouldn't bear the heartache of their separation. 

"I told you I'm fine, Cavin. Can you stop pestering me like a fool? Damn!" 

This was the first time Clara had cursed. It shocked Cavin to hear the swear line that popped out of Clara's mouth. This wasn't the Clara he knew, Cavin whispered. 

"I won't go. It's up to you to chain me with all kinds of swearing. What's clear is that I will not go home. I'll stay here until you open the door. Clara, have you eaten yet?" 

Clara's tears flowed even more fiercely. Even at a time like this, Cavin is still paying attention to his situation. 

Clara finally opened the door. Cavin was relieved that Clara trusted him again.  Cavin immediately hugged Clara tightly. 

"Cry. You will be fine after this. I will always be by your side, Clara. I promised you, haven't I? Well, after you finish crying, how about going for a walk?"

All kinds of efforts that Cavin put in will all be in vain. Clara encouraged Cavin to stay away from herself. "I don't enjoy seeing you again, Cavin. I'm bored!"

"I never get bored with you, Clara," Cavin said softly. 

"But I'm sick of you. I don't like men who are too good. You're too good for me. Your attitude is even too mushy for the size of a man. I think I'm disgusted with you, Cavin," Clara said with an angry face. 

Cavin was stunned. The man couldn't believe anything Clara had said to him. Clara lied. Cavin could see that from the look in Clara's injured eyes. That angry face wasn't Clara showing for Cavin. Clara was angry with herself and with her life so unlucky. 

"Stop making me leave you. I know your plan, Clara. What really happened? I told you just say it so I can help. Stop trying to bear your own troubles." Cavin continued to urge Clara. Clara clenched her fists. If the harsh words can't drive Cavin away, then he will be violent. Let Cavin be sick. Provided that her heart wasn't as bloody as Clara had experienced.

Clara's hands were firmly clenched into fists. The woman directly slapped Cavin's cheek without thinking. Cavin couldn't believe what he had just experienced. Clara, the woman who promised to love him forever, just slapped him severely. 

'I'm sorry, Cavin.' whispered Clara silently in her heart. Clara honestly didn't want to do that either. He himself felt pain many times over when he slapped Cavin.

"Go. I don't want to see you again forever. Now you know who I am, right?"

Clara closed the door directly. Let Cavin stand at the door of his house with a million questions scattered in his head. 

Behind the door, Clara cried. 

"I'm sorry, Cavin. I'm sorry...." Clara constantly repeated the sentence while slapping herself in the face.