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!"

sneak a bite, but not too

she saw her, Clara's spirits lifted significantly. She stuck out her tongue, taking a lick of the cupcake,

Come on, let me feel if he's grown any bigger." She placed her

might want to touch less, lest the baby ends up fiery

this, Sasha turned and glared at him. "I'm gonna

shut, I'd still say. Clara, can you believe her? Just because I entered her room without knocking, she beat me up first thing in the morning, and my arm still hurts." Clara, holding the cupcake,

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

said, "It's not like I haven't seen it before.

missed as he dodged. The two started chasing

scene, a smile finally broke across

I've made Clara laugh. What

him again. "You're not

you going to get me

running

took out his phone, snapped a picture of Clara, and sent it to lan. "Made your wife laugh. Don't I get something for