He didn’t answer. His eyes were cold, unbothered, like she was nothing more than an inconvenience.
I fell to my knees beside Clara, my heart thundering. “Clara, are you okay? Please, look at me.”
Tears streaked her face as she sobbed, shaking her head. “Don’t touch me,” she cried out, voice cracked and broken.
“Clara, it’s not what you think,” I said, my words tumbling out. “I swear to the Moon Goddess, I didn’t know. I never wanted this. He lied to both of us.”
She blinked at me through tears, her breath trembling. “He told you he wasn’t bound to anyone. He told me the same. I didn’t know, Lupa. I didn’t know.”
Her words broke me open. “I know,” I said softly, brushing her hair back from her face. “I believe you. None of this is your fault. But what he just did, hitting you like that
