Behind Closed Eyes

Dante took a step towards Clara, and she retreated two steps back.

Meeting Clara's wary gaze, Dante stopped. He stared intently at Clara's injured wrist, unable to hide the heartache in his eyes. His voice involuntarily softened. "I'll call a doctor."

As soon as Dante left the examination room, Clara picked up her phone and resolutely called the police.

It was working hours and at her workplace; h