Karma Is My Name
He couldn't help but compare that resentful, pained gaze of hers to Seraphine's clear gaze that had always seemed to carry the beauty of countless dazzling landscapes.
Her gaze had always appeared gentle and captivating when she looked at him, brimming with love as dazzling as fireworks. He hadn't seen that loving gaze from Seraphine in a long time, though, not since he had gotten together with Clarissa.
"Do you need something from me, Clary?" Clifford asked flatly, sounding completely emotionless.
Clarissa walked over, sat on Clifford's lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck, whining, "You see, my father says we can't delay the collaboration any longer, Clifford. Could you go home and as
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