Unforgiving Hearts

Their eyes met, and the air instantly became tense.

Dante held back as he went to take Clara's hand. When he saw a clear bruise on her wrist, his expression tightened. "Did I hurt you last night?"

He didn't even use any force. Just a touch left a mark on her skin.

Looking at Clara's accusing glare made him feel like a total creep.

Dante was clearly hesitant to speak, staring at Clara for what