Nobody had ever looked beyond his appearance.
That night, Don Baste sat silently for a long time.
Then he finally said:
“Clara… if you knew the truth about me, you would hate me.”
She frowned.
“What truth?”
But he only looked away.
“Not yet.”
Nobody had ever looked beyond his appearance.
That night, Don Baste sat silently for a long time.
Then he finally said:
“Clara… if you knew the truth about me, you would hate me.”
She frowned.
“What truth?”
But he only looked away.
“Not yet.”