Blind to Her Pain

'She seems to be throwing up. Do I disgust her? Or her stomach churns?' Declan wondered.

At the thought of Clara ruthlessly throwing away the ring and taking the pills, he was no longer worried about her.

Declan gritted his teeth and stood rooted to the ground like a statue.

Clara saw him stop and subconsciously wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

This movement tore the wound on her ches