Liora's POV
The moment I saw Clara standing near reception, I knew something had happened. It wasn't because her makeup was smudged or that her eyes were red or even because she looked exhausted. It was the expression on her face.
The emptiness and the complete lack of energy. The woman standing there looked nothing like the confident attorney who could dominate a negotiation room full of executives. She looked broken.
I was out of my chair before I even realized I'd moved. "Clara."
Her eyes lifted toward me and for a second, I thought she might pretend everything was fine. It was what she'd been doing for weeks, months, probably but instead, she just looked tired, so unbelievably tired.
"Come with me."
"Liora—"
"Now."
For once, she didn't argue. She followed me down the hallway an
