Cornering Her Betrayer

In the lounge, Clara quietly watched the man across from her, her hand gripping the medical kit so tightly that her knuckles were turning pale.

When Declan met her gaze, his eyes darkened for a brief moment.

After a few seconds, he spoke softly, "No special reason. I just thought that you were getting a bit too full of yourself, so I felt like teaching you a lesson or two lest you start aiming too