Mara's POV

I had seen Clara’s text immediately after the board meeting, and I rushed out to get everything she mentioned.

I had barely reached the entrance of the pharmacy when a hand closed firmly around my arm.

I spun around, gasping.

Elias.

“What are you doing here?” he demanded, eyes scanning over my face like he was assessing every breath I took.

“What are you doing here?” I shot back quickly, trying to pull my arm free.

Did he follow me here?

“That’s not an answer,” he said, grip tightening for a beat.

“Well, maybe you should stop following me everywhere,” I snapped, stepping back the moment he finally...