Severing the Ties

CLARA’S POV

I kept walking, ignoring the voice trailing behind me. A heavy hand grabbed my shoulder and yanked me backward with a force that sent a jolt of pain down my spine. I stumbled, my heels skidding on the polished floor as I spun around. Gray eyes locked onto mine. For one suffocating second, I was transported right back. Back to being his submissive girlfriend. Back to the pathetic delus