Chapter XLI
That very night, Clarissa positioned herself just beside the window. Sitting on an old rocking chair, looking up at the sky thinking that maybe one of her friends or maybe her mother is looking at the same stars she has her eyes on. Her hand is playing the rings that she used as a pendant of the necklace she made. Recalling how she saw her father went gone just before her eyes.
She can't help but think if Edison giving the rings to her so she could have her eyes out of him before he shot himself, was that the way of letting go? Is it another trick? If it is, then why are her eyes letting ignoring her thoughts to not grieve on him? Why are her eyes cries about it? Why does she feel so wounded now? Was it because she knew the truth? And what about what Leona just told her earli
