But Clara Grant froze on the spot. Sarah's words, "You've clearly fallen in love," were the only thing in her mind, swinging back and forth like a pendulum.
'Fallen in love? Fallen in love with what? Have I fallen in love with Seth Quinn?'
'How is that possible?!'
'I hate him so much! And he hates me just as much, aside from being interested in my body!'
'But...'
Clara Grant then recalled the recent shifts in her feelings for Seth Quinn—so subtle, so ambiguous.
'If it's not love, then what is it?'
'Dependence? Habit? But we really haven't spent enough time together for me to become dependent on him, or get used to him!'
'But to say I've fallen in love... that just feels unbelievable.'
Clara Grant's mind was a complete mess when she suddenly heard her phone chime with a notification. Without a second thought, she whipped out her phone to check.
But there was nothing. She checked her text messages, WeChat, and even QQ—no new messages anywhere.
