Clara was pretending to be asleep. Was it to avoid the awkwardness? Or maybe she just did not want to see more of him.

Wilson took a deep breath in, almost as if inhaling her scent. His chest felt heavy, and his body became a little stiff. He felt lost although Clara was right next to him. He had no idea what to do with her. Was he still in love with her?

Wilson could not imagine their future. Were they doomed to divorce and separate no matter what? Or would he be forced to make another choice