"Since the accident, he has lived in seclusion. For weeks, he was the talk of the village. When he didn't say anything, people came up with their own explanations. The still accusatory glances and the tense silence of the villagers became too much for him. He trusts no one and doesn't want anyone to get close to him." She shrugs as if she wants to apologize for everything she has just revealed to me. "But he let you into his life."
So that's why Clara was so curious about Noah. "Do you believe what people say?" I ask her insistently.
Please say no!
Her saddened gaze meets mine. She pities me. Yes, that's how it is.
Suddenly, I don't want to hear her answer anymore. "I have to go now," I stammer awkwardly, turn around on the spot, and run away.
Away. Just away. From Clara and what she just told me.
I don't want to believe it. Yet I suddenly hear the voice of my best friend in my head.
Not every love story has a happy ending, don't forget that, she warns me urgently. What if she's right? What if I have once again blindly gotten involved with a man who will ultimately disappoint me?
