**TITLE: Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane**
Nyla felt the weight of the world pressing down on her as Clark carried her through the sterile corridors of the hospital. Each step he took felt like a reminder of her helplessness, and she squirmed in his grasp, desperately trying to wriggle free. “Clark, put me down!” she insisted, her voice a mix of frustration and embarrassment. But her protests fell on deaf ears; he seemed determined to keep her close, as if her struggle only fueled his resolve.
Finally, with a gentle but firm motion, Clark laid her down on the emergency room bed. He pressed her hands against the cool sheets, his voice dropping to a low, serious tone that sent a shiver down Nyla’s spine. “Nyla, I’m in a bad mood right now. You’d better behave.”
His words dripped with an intensity that made her heart race, but she quickly shook off his grip, meeting his gaze with a steely resolve. “What does your bad mood have to do with me? If you prefer obedient behavior, you should go find Jordyn. I’m not capable of being as understanding as she is.” The words tasted bitter as they left her lips, but there was a fierce satisfaction in standing her ground.
Clark’s expression shifted as he studied her, an unexpected smile breaking through his serious demeanor. “Nyla, are you jealous?” he asked, amusement dancing in his eyes.
Nyla furrowed her brow, caught off guard by his sudden shift in tone. Jealous? Where had he pulled that notion from? She didn’t want to delve into the complexities of her emotions, so she chose silence, allowing him to believe what he wanted.
Moments later, the doctor entered, bringing with him an air of professionalism that momentarily distracted Nyla from her thoughts. He conducted a thorough examination, his hands deftly rebandaging her injured hand, and offered a recommendation that felt like a sentence. “You should stay in the hospital for a few days for observation,” he advised, his voice steady and reassuring.
Once they were settled in the hospital ward, Nyla’s annoyance flared up again as she noticed Clark’s unwavering presence beside her. “You can leave now,” she said, her tone clipped.
“I’m staying here with you,” he replied, his expression unyielding.
Nyla turned away, disgust curling her lip. “Do you really think your presence here makes any difference? Where were you when I was kidnapped?” The accusation hung in the air, heavy and accusing.
“Nyla, I didn’t know you were kidnapped…” he started, but his voice trailed off as her mocking smile cut through the tension.
“Of course you didn’t know, because you were busy having an affair with Jordyn,” she retorted, her voice laced with bitterness.
Clark’s instinct was to defend himself, but as the words began to form, he stopped short, realization dawning on him. “How do you know I was with Jordyn at that time?” His tone shifted, a shadow crossing his features.



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