Chapter 319

Clara Walton sat quietly, her eyes on the script in her hands, but her mind was clearly elsewhere. Since Ethan Blackwood was discharged from the hospital, his schedule had become insanely packed. The only time Clara saw him was in the dead of night. If she was already asleep, Ethan wouldn’t wake her. But the second she stirred, even just a little, he’d reach for her without fail. It was like neither of them could let go—stuck together like glue, always finding their way back into each other's arms. That kind of passion felt like it could eat them alive. Their presence lingered everywhere in the massive master bedroom—no spot untouched by the intensity they shared. Ethan was relentless, pushing every boundary, leaving Clara barely able to keep up. Yet something unspoken kept her from pulling away. And in that silent tug-of-war, she gave in. Like they were chasing the edge, not stopping till the end. But bit by bit, Clara started picking up on the weird little things. She’d known Ethan f