"Lilah's heading back today. I'm going to see her off."
Clara quickly got out of bed and grabbed her clothes from the floor, pulling them on in a hurry. It wasn't until she was dressed that she noticed Ethan reclining lazily against the headboard, quietly watching her.
"I... I'm gonna head out now."
She tossed out the sentence rashly and bolted out the door.
Once Clara was gone, Ethan finally shifted his gaze toward the window. His usually cold features softened slightly with a faint, almost invisible curve of his lips.
Clara went back to her room, quickly freshened up, and changed into new clothes. Then she made her way to Lilah's building.
Unexpectedly, she ran into Dorian on the way.
"Miss Dawson, morning. What's with the rush?"
Dorian was doing his morning wor
