Trapped by Jealousy

Owen used to stroke her head, but never before had she felt the gesture so intimate.

Almost instinctively, Clara looked up. When she saw the tenderness in Owen's eyes, she was momentarily dazed.

Owen called softly, "Clara?"

At the sound of Owen's voice, Clara instinctively snapped back to reality. She composed herself, curling her lips into a faint smile. "Whatever you think is best," she said sof