Chapter 30 Between The Lines

• Clara hadn’t meant to end up at Julian’s door again.
• She told herself it was a mistake. That her feet had carried her here without permission from her brain. But the truth was harder to admit: she wanted to be here. She wanted the ache in her chest to settle, to make sense of the thousand things left unsaid between them.
• She stood outside his apartment, knuckles hovering in the air. She wasn’t sure what she expected—closure? clarity? disaster?