Her heart beat so fast, causing her chest to heave up and down heavily. Her breath quickened with every single pressure that the large palm applied to that part of her body. Until the pressure felt more vivid for her to perceive, which caused her breath to be caught in her throat.
Opening her eyes, she met a pair of captivating eyes but found no soul in there. They were emotionless and cold, not like how she witnessed when he stared at the woman that he was now looking for.
It was then Clara was awakened from her beautiful dream to face what seemed to be the cruel reality, recalling the truth of what Joanna told her—that there was no place for other ladies to be the wives of the man who was now strangling her neck.
