No Strings Attached

Every place she passed seemed to echo with memories of lan. They had once kissed on a swing, basked in the sunlight lying on the grass. Together, they would run around the yard with their little dog, Snow. Every place she went seemed to carry the essence of lan.

Clara sat on the swing, gently stroking Snow's head. Her voice was soft. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Snow, I miss your dad."

Snow responded with a soft whimper.

Then Clara sighed, "If only he wasn't Leonora's son."

But the world wasn't made of "ifs." It was just a fanciful wish she harbored deep inside.

Clara chuckled at herself, a hint of self-mockery in her laughter.

Just then, she saw Chase's car pulling in. Sasha, like a little kite, ran towards her. "Clara, I came to see my godson!"

"While your husband's not home, sneak a bite,

saw her, Clara's spirits lifted significantly. She stuck out her tongue, taking a lick of the cupcake, and closed her eyes in contentment.

and I missed my godson even more. Come on, let me feel if he's grown any bigger." She

touch less, lest the baby ends up fiery like you, a little firecracker

glared at him. "I'm

up first thing in the

pointed at Chase, "Why don't you ask what he did? He barged in when I was undressed. Do you think I let

not like I haven't seen it before. What's wrong with

missed as he dodged. The two started chasing each other around the yard, with

this scene, a smile finally

on, I've made Clara laugh. What more

not needed here anymore. Beat

you going to get me some food? I skipped

ignored him, running back to

it to lan. "Made your wife laugh. Don't I get something for