The question was far too abrupt. For a moment, I had no idea how to respond; my voice choked in my throat, refusing to come out, and after opening my mouth several times, I still couldn't utter a word.
"I see..." Clara was a sharp-witted woman who could read everything from my expression. "Was I wrong?"
I said nothing, merely hesitating as I nodded, then added, "It's just a pity Alice never got to see her mother."
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