Clara’s POV
"Clara?"
It was Darius.
My heart was still racing from everything I had witnessed in the basement, and now he was standing right in front of me, studying my face with those piercing blue eyes.
"Why are you so jumpy?" he asked, his voice calm but curious.
I shook my head quickly, trying to brush off his concern. "I'm fine. Just tired."
"Where are you coming from?"
The question hit me like a punch to the stomach. I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. My mind went completely blank.
"I... I was just..." I stuttered, unable to come up with any believable explanation.
Darius took a step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You were just what?"
"Walking around. Couldn't sleep."
He didn't believe me. I could see it in the way he was looking at me, like he was t
