Lucas felt a tight squeeze in his chest.
"I'm not getting married again. I won't be with anyone else…"
"You could become a monk for all I care," Claire cut him off coldly. "From now on, you're free. And so am I. Let's hope we both find happiness."
"Happiness? With who?"
Julian’s annoying face popped into Lucas’s mind instantly.
Claire let out a soft sigh. "Can’t I just be happy on my own?"
Lucas’s heart, aching and heavy, eased up a little.
"Really? You're saying you're not planning to see anyone else? No one else at all?"
His eyes locked onto hers, anxious and searching, desperate for a definite answer.
Claire didn’t respond.
Instead, she smiled gently and said goodbye in the calmest tone, "I'm heading out. Take care."
Then she turned to leave—graceful a
