Mary Redferne
"I love Joshua, and that's all that matters. I don’t need time."
Yikes. This is just bad.
“Clara, you don't understand-” I started but Clara wasn't interested in listening.
With a final glare in my direction, she stood up abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor, turning to Joseph with a bitterness in her tone, Clara offered a half-hearted apology. "I'm sorry you had to see this. Thank you for being so sweet but I am not a young naïve girl anymore. I know I love this man and I want to marry him," she muttered, with a decisive toss of her hair, she stormed out of the café.
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