The next morning, Clara stood beside her bed, removing ammunition from her Vault. She then packed some food, water and other supplies into a travel bag before pulling the zipper closed.The door opened."Elena, I'm al…"Clara stopped mid-sentence when she looked up and saw Marcus standing in the doorway.She glanced between her bag and Marcus, then deliberately ignored him and finished zipping it. After setting the bag upright beside the bed, she turned towards the door, intending to leave.Before she could pass him, Marcus caught her hand and gently drew her towards him. His other hand settled around her waist."Marcus…""I'm sorry," he whispered.His breath brushed against her neck, sending an unexpected shiver down her spine. Clara's hands rested against his chest, and for a moment, she forgot what she had been about to say.Marcus lowered his head slightly, his cheek almost touching hers."I shouldn't have made you feel like I was trying to control you," he continued. "That was
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