C20 Secrets (1)

Lost in thought, Lydia unconsciously played with her fingers, the telltale sign of unease furrowing her brow.

Clinton's touch, gentle as it was, startled her slightly. "What's on your mind?" he asked, his voice laced with concern as he massaged her foot.

She looked at him, her gaze distant, contemplating her words. Constance's callous words echoed in her mind, replaying on a loop