POV: Daniel

I hadn’t even gotten very far.

Clara thought distance would make a difference. She thought if she scrubbed her skin raw and wrapped herself in layers and buried herself in books, she could shut me out.

But the tether wouldn’t let her.

I felt every twitch of her hands when she shelved, every tremor of her thighs when she forced herself to sit still. I felt the pulse in her belly that wasn’t only hers anymore. And I felt the lie every time she told ...