I LAY Clarence to bed as phe fall asleep. I stroked my hair, the grain of tears I had been trying to hold back had gradually formed in the corner of my eye.

I have tried to throw him out of my head. But he keeps coming every time I looked at Clarence. Allyssa was right, he looks like Lawrence.

I shook my head. Why can't he be removed from my mind? What is wrong? I traveled far for the good of everyone but why do I feel haunted by the past? Even those sweet good moments we had are now turned into a knife that kills my already broken...