Chapter 99

Clara's palms were slick with sweat from nerves. She feld like she might not make

it to see the sunrise tomorrow. Every second felt like an eternity, dragging on painfully until a voice broke through the silence from outside.

"Clara! Clara, are you okay?"

It was Simon. Clara had never found Simon's voice more reassuring. She and Dylan hadn't spoken or made a sound for the past twenty minutes, and the silence had become overwhelmingly awkward.

"I'm fine. When can we get out?" Clara quickly replied, eager for some relief.

Simon had been trying to catch up with Clara and Dylan. He never expected the elevator they'd taken to break down. He was really starting to believe Clara might have amnesia, because why else would she be willingly near Dylan? Clara had always avoided Dylan like the plague.

Two years back, it was Simon who had talked Clara into approaching Dylan, which had led to Dylan's leg injury.

Simon was now frantic, shouting into the elevator. "Uncle Dylan, Clara had a car accident and doesn't remember much. Please cut her some slack—she's always been a bit impulsive."

relieved to hear Simon initially, but now she wished he'd just zip it. Yet, Simon kept

felt mortified. She had indeed crossed a line with Dylan. No one else in the entire city would dare

hear me? Don't do anything reckless in

breath, Clara's earlier

he turned to yell

in the elevator was bizarre, but Clara didn't have the nerve to speak to Dylan. Dylan's fingers drummed lightly on his wheelchair's armrest, each tap echoing in

were pried open, revealing the manager of Moonlight, who was nervously

remained silent, his gaze shifting to Clara. She was supposed to escort Dylan home, so she couldn't just bolt. Hesitantly, she moved behind his wheelchair and gave

they stepped out, Simon rushed over, giving Clara a once-over to ensure she was unharmed. "You used to avoid

pushed him

Quinn's pregnancy, why wasn't she even a bit jealous? If she still had feelings for him,

flooded back. They'd grown up together and were like

Dylan's wheelchair, the Moonlight manager hurried over, visibly shaken. "Ms. Clara, let me handle this,

She

wiped his brow.

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