[center] It was as if her entire world had been turned upside down. Part of her had wanted to trust in Jaden, wanted to put all of this aside and forget it. And yet, Clara knew full well that she couldn’t simply push it all away. Perhaps he had never intended on this happening - she couldn’t very well picture him wanting any of this to happen with the way he had hoped for her forgiveness, but he had broken her trust in more ways than one and to her, that was nearly unforgivable. And yet, Jaden was literally the only person she had left in this world. Even still, the only one she had left had betrayed her. 

For now, Clara wanted to be alone; she needed to be alone and far away from him. She needed to think, needed to mull over everything that had happened then and now. She needed to clear her head. Sure - drinking excessive amounts of alcohol wouldn’t necessarily lead to a clear mind, but it was a crutch - a vice that she needed to indulge in at least for now to make her feel at least the slightest bit better. Jaden had neglected her the night before, but she had been at fault as well. It was due to her fit, the need to make him jealous come the end of the night that she had practically thrown herself at … whatever that side of Jaden was. And, perhaps, had it not been for the fact that she had woken to a room full of bodies - that the one responsible for it all had been Jaden himself - it could have been the most euphoric and exotic night of her life. He had gotten into her [i]soul[/i], satisfied every want and need in an overwhelming wave of lust and desire. And somehow, she had come out of it unlike the others. 

Clara had taken a large sip of her wine before she had sunken down against her pillows, curling on her side as she stared at her glass, focusing on the little ripples in her wine as she moved in the slightest atop her mattress. She needed time to herself and then maybe she could talk to Jaden again once she wasn’t as emotional… His remorse had struck a nerve with her now that she was away from him, but her trust would still be something he needed to earn back…

Her thoughts had come to an abrupt halt as she had felt him before she had seen him - the quick shiver down her spine that made her so terribly uneasy and yet hungry all in the same. It settled within her belly, reminding her full well of the evening before, and Clara had suddenly sat up before her gaze fell upon him. Her glass was barely held onto at her side as she stared at the figure before her, part of her immediately falling into that daze - especially as she had felt the touch against her cheek. It built so subtly within her again, almost urging her to submit once more so she could be lost to the fit of passion again. She hadn’t drank that much -- she couldn’t have been imagining this… could she? Jaden had still been downstairs as far as she knew… 

The thought of Jaden had almost made her snap out of it and she immediately pulled herself away from him until she had felt the headboard behind her back. [i]”You…”[/i] Clara suddenly bit out and her gaze narrowed in the slightest despite that horrible temptation that filled her even then. “Get the hell away from me. You caused all of this.” She hissed. [/center]