Clara's throat constricted, looking at Samuel with mixed feelings. Her eyes heated up, and tears welled up in her eyelids.
Were Jade and Samuel the same person? If not, why were the stories too similar? Did Samuel experience the same thing as Jade?
"She left me alone in a hotel room and woke up alone after I asked her out on a date with me. You know, she previously said, if only I was the man she was betrothed to, she would agree," said Samuel, explaining in an even tone. Clara saw his jaw tighten as he looked away from her.
"Do … you hate her?" asked Clara with trembling lips. Right now, she was wondering if Samuel was Jade.
Samuel was silent. "I was just heartbroken. Am I wrong?" He glanced back at Clara. "She wasn't wrong either. We only met for a night, who would believe in a stranger?"
Clara nodded. She wanted to explain to Samuel why she had chosen to leave that night. However, she couldn't bring her lips to say it.
