Right then, he didn’t love her for how she made him feel, or how she’d inspired him, or anything else that had to do with himself. For that moment in time, Jonah just loved her for her, for Clara, for the woman who had spent hour after hour practicing so resolutely that she danced like an angel. For her heart, for her mind, for all the ways she made the world a better place by being in it. He loved her purely, deeply, and with every fiber of his being. Keep your eyes on me.
SOULMATES. THEY ARE SOULMATES 😭
