No Strings Attached

"Uh-huh, I'm here."

"When can I see you?"

Her voice had a slight nasal quality to it, and at the sound, lan felt a tremor in his heart. "Sweetheart, step out onto the balcony and see how thick the snow is. Send me a picture." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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Clara dragged herself up from the couch lethargically and stood by the window. Blinking away the sleep from her eyes, she peered down at a world blanketed in white. She leaned against the window sill, tilting her head back to gaze at the sky where snowflakes danced their descent.

With a soft sigh, she murmured, "It's still coming down, lan. I'm afraid we won't be together for Christmas."

lan chuckled softly, "Missing me that much?"

"Mmm, a lot."

"Then keep your eyes peeled and look outside."

of light appeared against the snowy backdrop. Under Clara's watchful eye, the lights gradually formed a huge heart

a kaleidoscope of fireworks burst forth from the snowy grounds, lighting up the night sky. They bloomed like

before her. Her throat felt like it was clogged with cotton, and

the balcony, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Clara, I miss you so much. You have

voice, Clara began,

she could finish, she saw a tall and broad silhouette standing beneath the heart of lights. The man was clad

ago. She stared at the man in the snow, speechless, until finally she stammered, "You're such a

curled into a smile. "Clara,

"Okay, wait for me."

coat over her pajamas and dashed downstairs. As she ran,

thrilled to bits, scampered

snow in the yard was deep, swallowing Clara's ankles with each step, the bells on

"lan."

into his embrace. His cool nose brushed against Clara's warm cheek

to lan's neck, her eyes