Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 882

Clara peeled back the sheets one by one until only the mattress was left. And there it was the ring she knew all too well.

She froze, almost wishing she was just imagining things.

Dylan sat at the edge of the bed, silent.

Clara swallowed hard and picked up the ring, holding it close to her eyes, checking every detail.

No doubt about it. It was Z's ring.

She shot Dylan a look, something flickering in her eyes before she could hide it.

The air felt thick between them. Neither said a word.

Clara didn't bother breaking the silence. She started going through every drawer in the nightstand, searching until, in the very bottom one, she found it—the red bean bracelet.

She just stared, paralyzed. The bracelet made her eyes sting with tears.

Maybe she could tell herself the ring was just something Dylan found by accident. But the bracelet? No way.

Z loved that bracelet. He wore it every time she went to see him. She still remembered all the sweet promises she'd made, telling him as long as the bracelet was around, there was still hope for the two of them.

Clara's face went ghost-white as she looked at Dylan, completely at a loss.

reckless in a way that scared her. Blowing up that whole hillside proved he didn't care what happened

forced her into this

took a deep, shaky breath and threw the bracelet

it.

both hit him square on

lashes fluttered closed. Her voice cracked

made her

make her? Still tangled up with him, still falling for him like

do with Z's disappearance? Dylan, think before you answer. I don't care who

gaze. Oddly enough, he seemed

Been hiding had finally gotten out.

the

and grabbed

thin robe, skin pale and almost

made her angrier.

glared down at him. "Think before

she looked

wouldn't meet her gaze, looking away as he said,

word hit her like a

slipped away. Her face went even paler as she stumbled back, putting

there on the bed,