The night has never been as cold as before for Clara. She was still finding it very difficult to believe that Lora is dead. For her, it's like an Imagination. She has failed to come to the full reality. Not just that the night was a cold one for her, but it was also a restless night for her. She couldn't sleep. Suddenly, she jumped out of the bed. "No, this is not happening! This is not true! Tell me is not true Kane! Tell me that this is nothing but a dream! Tell me, Kane!" She walked closer to Kane and got hold of his shirt. "Please, tell me...