Three days passed.Clara tried to act normal. She went to work, she bought groceries, and smiled at people in the hallway. But every time she walked past Joseph’s door, her body remembered the way he had kissed her. The way his hand had covered her breast. The way he had pulled away even though both of them had wanted more.On the fourth night, her phone lit up at 10:47 p.m.Joseph: Are you awake?Her heart jumped. She stared at the message for a few seconds before typing back.Clara: Yes.A minute later another message came.Joseph: Evelyn is still at her sister’s. Can I come over?Clara’s fingers trembled slightly as she answered.Clara: Yes.She didn’t even lock the door. She just sat on the edge of her bed in an oversized T-shirt and waited. Less than two minutes later she heard the soft click of a key turning in her lock. The door opened and closed quietly.Joseph stood in her living room. He wore the same gray T-shirt and dark sweatpants as before. His eyes found hers immediatel
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