Guarded Secrets

Marcus leaned in curiously, a hint of confusion flickering in his eyes.

Clara instinctively waved him off. "It's nothing," she said.

Marcus lowered his voice, a hint of probing in his tone. "Really? If nothing's wrong, why can't you sleep? And you look pretty worn out. Don't tell me this is about Mr. Vance?"

Clara's brows furrowed deeper as she listened to him. Marcus must have seen them getting h