CLARA

"Full moon tomorrow?" I asked in shock. "So that means—"

"Yes," he smiled proudly. "Are you sure?"

"I mean, it is about time anyway," I heard him chuckle and felt his warm embrace as he wrapped his arms around me from behind, placing soft kisses on the exposed skin of my neck.

"We are going to be official."

"Hmmhmm."

Was I ready? To be marked means eternity—forever together with just one person. Will we last?

"What? What is wrong?" he asked, cupping my face and trying to read my eyes.

"Nothing."

"Lies. You’re thinking again. I know you—what is wrong?"

I sighed and looked him directly in the eyes....