"What the hell!” She yelped, her small scream was muffled by the sound of the first bell. The light came on and Amelia found herself face to face with Clark.
Amelia sagged against the small cabinet, clutching her chest. She closed her eyes thankful that her anxiety attack did not get triggered.
"Clark! You scared me! What are we doing in here? The first bell…”
Amelia’s voice trailed off, unable to finish her sentence as Clark’s face looked serious. She could suddenly see the deep concern in his eyes. She gave him a small smile.
“I'm fine..."
Clark nodded. He brushed his hair away from his face before swallowing hard. He gazed into her eyes before asking, "You're not going to talk to Tristan, right?”
"Clark, I told you. I don't know yet. He's so persistent and well, maybe if Laura ge
