Moana shrugged slightly as she took another sip of her whiskey.
"I don't know." The woman gave a faint smile. "But your mother seems to really like Clara. Even more than she's liked you lately."
Sean immediately glared at her. "Don't mess with me."
"I'm serious." Moana leaned back slowly against the sofa. "Mrs. Weasley looks at Clara like someone who regrets losing a perfect daughter-in-law."
Sean's jaw tightened even more. Because he knew it was true. His mother did love Clara very much.
Even back then, when Sean started openly bringing Moana everywhere, Mrs. Weasley would always argue with him because she was defending Clara.
And now…
Everyone seemed to be slowly siding with Clara. While he was left alone amidst the ruins of his own life.
Moana watched Sean's expression for a few seconds before letting out a hollow little laugh.
"How funny."
Sean didn't answer.
"I used to win," Moana continued softly. "I managed to take you away from Clara."
