Malicious Whispers

Clara remained silent, looking like she wanted to say something but held back.

Gemma nudged Clara with her elbow. "Come on, say something. You're killing me here."

With a perfectly straight face, Clara said, "Honestly, you'd make a better psychiatrist than a journalist." Then she rose from the couch.

Gemma's grin slowly spread across her face after hearing Clara's words.

Watching Clara's retreatin