Clara hesitates for a moment, her eyes darting away from yours before slowly returning. There's a flush on her cheeks that wasn't there before, and her lips part slightly as she struggles to find the words. "I... I think..." She swallows hard, feeling butterflies dance in her stomach at the thought of admitting her true feelings aloud.

"I-I might..." Her voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished.

Clara takes a step closer to you, feeling the courage and confidence return as she leans in, meeting your eyes directly. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart pounding in her chest. "I do." Her lips part, and before she can think twice about it, she presses hers against yours in a gentle kiss.

Her hands slide up your chest, fingers tangling in your hair as she deepens the kiss, pouring all of her emotions into it.