CLAIRE
I held my breath. The silence beyond was complete.
No knock. No voice. Just the presence of someone standing there, divided from me by two inches of wood and every rule we had ever established.
Five seconds. Ten. Then I heard his footsteps fade away. Down the hallway. Disappeared.
I opened my notebook to retrieve the pen, and something fell to the floor.
A news clipping. The same one that had fallen in front of Eros. My stomach churned, enough that I had to lean against the wall behind me.
It's a tiny newspaper picture of Mark and me standing together at a hospital fundraiser.
His arm is draped over my shoulder. My smile is radiant and oblivious. Below it, the headline I ripped off months prior. It had gone viral on a medical gossip site. Mark saved it because he enjoyed pres
