C22 I said shut up!

‘Do you still think of Clara, I mean...me as a liar and a fraud?’ Avery heard herself ask without forethought.

Lean fingers curved to her delicate jawbone, inexorably forcing her to turn her head towards him. ‘Shut up,’ Silas said softly, not unkindly.

‘She must-- I mean, I must have done it for a—’ she began sharply.

‘I told you to shut up