Taming the Chaos

Clara

I didn’t linger in the bathtub after he left. I washed quickly, stepped out, and pulled on the first clean clothes I could find, a loose white top and soft shorts. Nothing special. Considering Darius Thorne was downstairs, I should’ve tried harder, but I didn’t have the time to waste.

My hair was still damp, so I ran my fingers through it and tied it into a ponytail, doing my best to look at