He doesn't love her, and she doesn't love Sean Lennox.
Marrying Sean in this way, she would still feel like she was letting him down.
Because from the very start, this marriage wasn't fair to him.
She didn't want to ruin Sean Lennox's life.
As for Uncle Oliver, although he didn't love her, he cared deeply for her, didn't he?
Back in her room, Clara raised a hand to touch the corner of her lips.
In truth, it didn't have the imagined taste of a first kiss.
Could it be that this dream had been yearned for far too long, to the point she'd forgotten its original allure?
Was she really going to marry Uncle Oliver? She didn't seem as excited as she had imagined.
Clara closed her eyes tightly, her heart filled with pain.
That night, both she and Oliver Turner struggled with insomnia.
Clara couldn't sleep because everything felt too unreal, like she was trapped in a dream.
So much had happened that day; she couldn't clearly distinguish between reality and illusion.
