Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 268

Clara tossed and turned, her mind racing with thoughts that wouldn't let her sleep. She couldn't tell if what had just happened was a dream or reality.

As evening settled in, Megan walked into her hospital room. Megan looked pale, like she'd lost too much blood. When she sat by Clara's bedside, her fingers were trembling.

Worried, Clara quickly got out of bed. "What's wrong? Is your wound bothering you?"

Megan shook her head slowly, her face visibly drained of color.

"Clara, I'm getting discharged," she said, her voice hoarse, as if she'd been crying a lot.

Clara's heart clenched. "Is everything okay at home?" She didn't know much about Megan's family situation.

"No, I'm just really tired. I need to go home and sleep. I can't rest here in the hospital," Megan replied.

"Alright, let me take you home," Clara offered.

"No need, I just want to be alone," Megan insisted, looking so downcast that she almost stumbled as she stood up.

Clara could tell Megan didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't push further. After Megan left, Clara felt the urge to head home too. Megan's visit had distracted her, and she hadn't thought about Dylan since.

once she got in the car, Clara glanced at her phone and realized it was on silent. There were

you up

aren't you

to get you, where

are you mad

...

over twenty messages in total. Clara was too

This time, it wasn't just in her head. A warm hand held hers, and the warmth seeped into her

murmured, reaching for her phone to check the time, but a spoon was brought to her lips instead, along

some soup,"

relaxed, realizing she'd been carefully cleaned up. She'd sweated through her sleep, and even her pajamas had been changed.

make

"I'm not very

savory scent in the air had a strange undertone, suggesting he'd tried several

finished the soup, feeling a lot better. "What

as the meat's done, I'll eat it," he shrugged,

he seemed to realize he might have spoken out of turn. "I didn't

"Mean to what?"