TEARS [historic fiction]

CLARA

A woman dressed in a nun outfit came inside a room, there was a small round table with a vase of flowers and stacked books.

A bed with pillars, the poles were wood and had beautiful carvings of letters. And a woman layed on the bed. Her hair was more of dark color and wavy, and was in a dress that was for women's sleep.

The dress had long sleeves and its ends had ruffled lace, the neckline consisted a ruffled lace aswell and it reached the ankles ofcourse. An oversized one too.

"Señora, por favor despierta." The madre tries to awake the young, beautiful woman. The woman then yawns softly and sat up.

Her dark waves then fell to her shoulders, framing her face delicately. "Magandang umaga, Madre." She spoke softly, smiling.

The madre smiles back, liking the woman's soft and gentle nature since she was a kid. "Señora, hay una carta para usted." She replied as Clara looks at her, furrowing her eyebrows slightly.

Clara then spoke, "¿carta?, Sino ang may-akda ng liham. Madre?" The Madre sighs and took the parchment letter from the side-table.

"Isang hinahangaan, Ngunit hindi ko alam kung sino ang may pananagutan sa liham na ito..." The Madre responded, pursing her thin lips to a straight line. She then gave Clara the parchment and then took a turn and left the room.

Clara watches the Nun leave the room, she then turned her attention to the letter. Thinking who's the person responsible for this unknown letter. She then thought “¿Qué pasa si es un admirador?”

Clara shook those thoughts off her head and desperately opened the letter. She then read the contents of the parchment. She then sighs and dropped the letter to her lap. "Es de María.." she whispered to herself.

María Clara was Clara's friend since childhood years. Though, They had the same 'Clara', It wasn't a big deal to them and thought it was a coincidence.

Clara then sighs softly and took off the blanket off her, she then got out of bed and placed the letter on her small round table. Next to the stacked books.

She then opened her curtains and looked out the window, she breathed on the fresh wind and breath out.

"la mañana es hermosa.." she mumbled, smiling softly.

CLARA

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