Clara Jason couldn’t say anything. The room had gone strangely quiet after my words left my mouth, the kind of silence that presses against your ears and makes every tiny sound feel louder than it should. Somewhere behind us, a clock ticked steadily, and rain tapped softly against the windows, but neither of us moved. He just sat there, staring at me as if I had said something funny.At first, I thought he had not heard me properly. His lips parted slightly, like he was about to respond, but no words came out. Instead, his eyes narrowed with disbelief, amusement flickering across his face in a way that made my stomach twist. It was not loud laughter or even a smile, just that look people get when they are trying not to laugh at something ridiculous.I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I finally asked, my voice quieter than before.Jason blinked once, then shook his head slowly. Still nothing. His hand rubbed the back of his neck while he
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