Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 5

Clara felt a wave of frustration wash over her, but seeing how exhausted Megan was, she decided to keep her thoughts to herself.

Megan tossed a fresh pair of pajamas on the bed. "Your room's got its own bathroom. Go take a shower and get some rest. I'm wiped out today, so let's skip the chit-chat."

Clara nodded, murmuring a quiet, "Thanks."

As Megan headed towards one of the bedroom doors, Clara realized the other room was hers. After grabbing her pajamas and enjoying a much-needed shower, she finally felt a bit more at ease.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, her phone buzzed with a new message. It was from her brother, Ryan.

Ryan: [Hey, I'm back home for the holidays. It's Quinn's birthday today. Why aren't you here? Mom said you ran off again. Seriously, can you just come back? The housekeeper's cooking is awful. I miss your food. Don't forget to make your potato salad for breakfast tomorrow.]

[Quinn was crying tonight. Just come back and apologize. You stir up drama everytime. It's exhausting.

whole world was team Quinn, while she was just the odd one out. Even if her memories were a bit hazy, the

raw.

under her eyes. She headed to the kitchen to whip up something to eat and was surprised to find her cooking skills hadn't

in by the delicious aroma, and sighed. "Are you making breakfast for Simon again? Has he ever tasted your cooking? You spent your time cooking, had

spoon in hand, about to say it wasn't for Simon. But it seemed no one would believe

plated a few side dishes and set them on the dining table. Megan's resume was lying there, and Clara glanced

the dishes, frowning in thought. "Clara, you're

twinge of bitterness and pushed the bowl of soup towards Megan.

a chance to intern there after graduation, but you blew it off because it would cut into your Simon- chasing time. Now Quinn's killing it at the company, and everyone's aware she's a Bradford. Hardly

"I'll work at Ferguson Corporation. Dylan's back, isn't he? I want

name came up, you looked upset. Do you even know what league Dylan is in? He graduated from Harvard with dual degrees at eighteen and founded the largest acquisition company overseas by nineteen. He's a regular in the Wall Street Journal. If it weren't for the accident two years ago that left him in a