In His Hold
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Last published Sat, Sep 21, 2024
The room was silent, save for the soft ticking of the clock on the wall. Clara stood by the window, staring out into the dark night, her reflection barely visible against the glass. Somewhere behind her, Ethan moved quietly, his presence as palpable as the shadows that stretched across the room.
"You know I'd do anything for you, Clara," his voice was low, almost a whisper, but it carried a weight she couldn't ignore.
She swallowed hard, her hands trembling at her sides. She did know-she had always known. But what she hadn't understood was how much anything would cost.
And now, there was no turning back.
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