Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 728

She knew exactly how she'd let herself fall for Z before, and now it felt like she was slipping down that same path all over again.

Clara squeezed her eyes shut and burrowed deeper into the covers, refusing to face the world.

She froze when she felt the mattress dip beside her.

The main light clicked off, leaving just the warm glow from the two bedside lamps.

He seemed to be in a strangely good mood as he scooped her out from under the blanket and hugged her close, like she was something precious he couldn't let go. Clara kept her eyes closed, hoping she could ignore the uneasy feeling twisting inside her.

She tried to sound steady as she asked, "Was that explosion outside the city your doing?"

He just pulled her in tighter.

Clara pressed her lips together. She knew how he felt, but if he'd had anything to do with Z's death, then...

Her thoughts started to spiral, but then he spoke softly. "No."

She finally let herself breathe. Her whole body felt so heavy—just moving was exhausting. She gave up trying to resist and just let herself rest.

The next morning, she woke up with the feeling someone was watching her.

She opened her eyes and saw a stranger sitting there, staring right at her. Charles had been waiting for her to wake up for over an hour. The moment she opened her eyes, his whole face lit up. "Sis!"

Clara was about to respond when she heard footsteps at the door.

in, sat by her bed, and tried to feed her some

other man was when Dylan leaned in, his voice low. "You were

her

he really have to get that

their whispered exchange, rushed over and sat down at the edge of

haven't slept in days worrying about you. And that weird guy kept blocking me from coming in. If it wasn't for you, I'd have decked

spotted the bowl in Dylan's hands, he reached out, trying to take over feeding

the bowl away and

wasting a willing

When this guy was silent, he really did seem

expression softened and he blinked at Dylan.

buried her alive. Can you

Clara

the nightstand, stunned. How long

he was connected to the

get everything, but he never forgot the important

something cold

say more to Clara, but she suddenly buried her face in Dylan's

wasn't on purpose—she just felt a little

hurts. I'm still so weak. I just

flashes of memory kept storming through her mind. It was

she broke into a sweat in less than

a gentle kiss

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