The silence that followed Alex's exit stretched endlessly. The sound of the door closing echoed through the hallway like a final judgment. how could this be, it wad hard for her to believe it was all, to accept what he had said, even though she knew it wasn't a lie.
Clara stood still, one of her hand pressed against her chest, the other trembling slightly at her side. Her cheek still burned from Julia's slap, but what stung far more than any slap she had ever received were Alex's words.
He couldn't be telling the truth. He just couldn't.
Her heart wanted to reject everything he'd said, but her mind, which was cold and rational knew he wasn't lying. Alex never lied. Not about things like that.
Julia stood a few feet away, her breath uneven. She didn't know whether to go to her sister or to walk out as well. she hated Clara but the state of shock Clara was in some how troubled her.
"Clara…" she began softly.
