Clary let out a deep sigh, knowing that the headache was about to return again.
As Ross turned the corner and spotted the all-too-familiar figure of the man he had met just two days prior at the hospital, his brow furrowed in frustration. He had slipped away from Clary for just a few moments to indulge in a quick smoke, and upon his return, he found her engrossed in conversation with the same man. Ross's blood began to boil at the sight of them, realizing that Clary had disregarded his warnings about the man's intentions and had secretly arranged to meet with him.
"Clary, I told you clearly that you were not to see him again, and yet here you are, sneaking around behind my back once more?" Ross's voice carried a warning as he strode towards her. He cast a suspicious glance at Leandre before turning back to Clary. "Get in the car. I am taking you home," He ordered firmly.
