"When I woke up amid the fire, I found that Laura had disappeared, so I searched the entire warehouse but failed to find her."

Horace continued to say in a low voice, "She was gone, and the rope had been untied, so I thought that she had left first or taken away after she untied my hands. So I left. Then the police told me that it's impossible."

"How did they mean?"

"Because found the scorched body of her on the scene, and she was still tied. The DNA test showed that it was her. Plus, they found a blade on the floor, which was probably used to cut off my rope, and there was a cut on my hand."

Clara was shocked.

Indeed, everything at the scene suggested that Horace had freed himself with the blade and left alone, abandoning Laura.

But that was not how Horace remembered it.

Theoretically, the biggest possibility was that he had lied to cover up his ruthless behavior.

"So, that's what happened," said Horace slowly, looking up to Clara, "Which version do you believe? Mine or theirs?"

The unexpected question had her frozen.

Looking into his mysterious eyes, from which she seemed to have seen some vague expectation.

Clara's eyes glinted with a bit sadness, when she said softly, "I believe you."

With a blink of his eyes, Horace lifted the corners of his mouth. "I'm so happy to hear you say that, whether you mean it or not."

With that he looked away when Clara got down before him and grabbed his hand, looking right into his eyes.

mean it," said Clara earnestly, "Just like when you chose to believe me, I believe

word Clara had sincerely said was engraved in

was slightly struck, and subconsciously, he tightened his grasp of her

even his grandfather, who had been there with him since forever, had never

people thought of him, he did care

did, had thought that he had abandoned

she said she believed

Meanwhile, he couldn't help but laugh bitterly, "But you

was confused, "What

years ago, when they were investigating the case, I had gone through hypnosis and other therapies. All the experts said I wasn't lying, but a psychologist said it was likely that because I had been drugged in the abduction, and been so traumatized that my memory went wrong. That means I forgot cutting the rope with the blade and leaving Laura behind. It's likely that I made up the memory because of my fear of facing

and blurted out,

how was it possible that he had

into a bitterer way, as he reached out his hand to touch Clara's face, whispering, "But I was indeed kind of scared, and I wasn't mature

Clara went silent.

Sure.

when he had been just a kid.

his hand, and said resolutely, "Whether it was ten years ago or now,

which seemed to carry some kind of power. Horace looked at

in an affectionate tone that was strange to himself, as he held out his hands to cover her little face. "You believe people so easily. You'd better be careful not to be

said Clara automatically, but gave him

"Will you?"

he bent over to kiss her

a feather-light kiss, brushing down the brow, against the nose tip and then

"But you've got to promise me

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