Alex entered the room after three hours, and Clara was already sleeping on the bed. He changed himself and sat on the right side of the bed. That was indeed a long day. Did he marry her? He looked at Clara. She looked like a doll. Her doll face matched all aspects of her face, and he found no reason to look away. 

Her phone screen beeped with a message. Alex couldn't help but see that. It flashed in front of his eyes, and how could he ignore them when the message was about Alex? 

"If Alexander was trying to do anything, just give him a hard kick below his...