“I just needed to know. But now I’ve been watching the footage and there’s nothing. Nothing! Rosa’s just Rosa. Marc is just Marc. And I look like the crazy one spiraling.” Julia let out a slow breath. “It’s normal to overthink when something matters this much.
You’re protecting your home. Your family. But Clara—don’t lose yourself in it. You can be careful without falling apart.” Clara blinked back the sting in her eyes. “What if I already am?” “You’re not. And you won’t. You’re strong, okay?” Clara nodded even though her voice cracked. “Okay.”