Biting Back

"Well, of course. You only ever call Chloe. Why would you even remember me?" Clara's voice was cold, distant. "You only come to me when you need something, just like before. Nothing's changed."

As she started to sit up, Declan suddenly reached out and clamped a firm hand down on her shoulder, forcing her back into the bed.

"Clara," he growled, "you were the one with a twisted mind. You framed Chlo