Too Late for Regrets

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Clara's cold voice echoed in the car. Dante lifted his gaze and met her eyes. Without a hint of expression, Clara continued, "If you want to hear it, open the door and let me out first."

Dante frowned. After a brief hesitation, he unlocked the car door. Clara got out but didn't turn to leave. Her phone still sat in Dante's hand.

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