Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 99

Clara's palms were slick with sweat from nerves. She feld like she might not make

it to see the sunrise tomorrow. Every second felt like an eternity, dragging on painfully until a voice broke through the silence from outside.

"Clara! Clara, are you okay?"

It was Simon. Clara had never found Simon's voice more reassuring. She and Dylan hadn't spoken or made a sound for the past twenty minutes, and the silence had become overwhelmingly awkward.

"I'm fine. When can we get out?" Clara quickly replied, eager for some relief.

Simon had been trying to catch up with Clara and Dylan. He never expected the elevator they'd taken to break down. He was really starting to believe Clara might have amnesia, because why else would she be willingly near Dylan? Clara had always avoided Dylan like the plague.

Two years back, it was Simon who had talked Clara into approaching Dylan, which had led to Dylan's leg injury.

Simon was now frantic, shouting into the elevator. "Uncle Dylan, Clara had a car accident and doesn't remember much. Please cut her some slack—she's always been a bit impulsive."

it. Yet, Simon kept going. "Uncle Dylan, if Clara's done anything to upset you, please let it slide

in the entire city would dare to sit on

knocked on the elevator door again. "Clara, you hear

earlier excitement vanished.

up Simon's anxiety, and he turned to yell at the rescue workers. "Hurry up! What are you all standing

Clara didn't have the nerve to speak to Dylan. Dylan's fingers drummed lightly on his wheelchair's armrest, each tap echoing in Clara's mind

the manager of Moonlight, who was nervously dabbing his forehead upon seeing Dylan.

home, so she couldn't just bolt. Hesitantly, she moved behind his wheelchair and gave it a gentle push. When he didn't object, she sighed

over, giving Clara a once-over to ensure she was unharmed. "You used to avoid Uncle Dylan like

the wrong notes. She quickly pushed him

Clara's eyes. If she knew about Quinn's pregnancy, why wasn't she even a bit jealous? If

words were cold, her hands trembled as she pushed Dylan's wheelchair. Memories of her time with Simon flooded back. They'd grown up together and were like childhood sweethearts.

Moonlight manager hurried

figured Dylan probably didn't want to see her right now, considering the elevator awkwardness. She stepped aside, instructing the manager.

wiped his brow.