Ethan
"I provoked it..." The words escape her lips through sobs. And something inside me explodes.
I immediately take her arms and gently pull her away from my chest to look at her.
"What did you just say?"
Clara lowers her gaze.
"Ethan..."
"No. No, Clara." I gently force her to look at me, my breathing still heavy. Rage is still burning me up. "You can't say you provoked it."
She tries to speak, but I don't let her.
"Did you provoke him to screw everything up in Boston? Did you provoke him to tamper with documents? Did you provoke him to put you in a broken elevator?"
Her eyes fill with tears again.
"You didn't provoke that," I say firmly. "He did."
Clara swallows hard.
"Don't try to justify it."
She closes her eyes for a second. And when she opens them again… th
