No Strings Attached

Chapter 70

The sanatorium was the epitome of exclusivity and confidentiality. Every patient’s Information was locked behind Ironclad nondisclosure agreements. Patients were known only by their assigned codes, stripped of their names.

She could only remember his code, Number 99. And he knew her only as Number 11. He didn’t even know what she looked like, or what her voice sounded like. Should they cross paths in the vast crowds of the world outside, he wouldn’t recognize her.

These scenes flashed through Clara’s mind like a movie. She kept searching for the man who made her heart race, but he always vanished just as he appeared.

She longed to hold him, yet she could never quite reach him. In desperation, Clara clutched at something fiercely, refusing to let go. Her voice was a soft whisper, “Please don’t go, will you?”

lan’s heart took a heavy hit, skipping a beat in that very moment. He gazed at Clara’s anxious and pale face, and a genuine smile broke across his features.

gently stroked her hair, his tone soothing and persuasive. “Alright, I’ll stay. Will you

darkened Leonora’s already sour expression. Leonora had never heard lan speak in such tender tones, nor seen such

grip on her hand. He lifted hist eyelids lazily and

things. I’ve heard what happened. Clara was jealous of Heidi, and tried to push her into the pond, but Heidi dodged, and Clara fell in

as he looked at Heidi, “Is that

If I hadn’t been quick, it would have been me. You know I suffer from depression, and a shock

goodness it wasn’t Heidi.”

his gaze upon