Broken Pieces

Declan's eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably as he listened to her words.

Right now, Clara looked exactly like she did three years ago, just before being sent to prison.

Back then, she entered in tears, completely shattered, fixing him with that same icy glare.

But now, her eyes held nothing beyond that iciness, utterly devoid of any other emotion. Not even a shred of affection for Declan remained.