CHAPTER 10
Clara's POV
“Thanks, Spencer, but I think I'll pass.”
Spencer raised an eyebrow. “You're still doing this, Clara. Trying to go it alone?”
I shrugged. “I don't know what you're talking about.”
He chuckled. “Don't play dumb, Clara. You know exactly what I'm offering, and you need it.”
“I don't need anything from you, Spencer. Especially not helping.”
He leaned forward against the table, and I leaned back, not wanting to close the already tight space between us. “Why are you so hell-bent on doing this alone? You think it's about pride?”
I looked away. “Think whatever you want to think. You sure as hell know I don't care.”
Spencer's expression hardened. “You think you can survive without anyone, Clara? Is that what those three years in prison taught you?”
My eyes snapped b
