Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 44

Chapter 44

e where she had left bon. His face was partially obscured by the shadow of

clara turned to unlock the dont, glancing back to ser Alexander still standing w making his expiresalonam:ealable. ("Alexander?" she called surth

Her er seemed to snap him out of his thoughts. He quiddy masked whatever had been on his mind and walked over to join ber Clara didn't notice anything unusual, duce he caught up, she opened the gate and stepped into the yard, leading the way maide Andes followed her into the small house

"You canut on the couch while I make the pasta," she said, gesturing toward the sofa. She set her bag down on a side table and headed straight to the kitchen. Alesonder sat down, bis eyes wandering around the cozy living room. The space was small but warm, decorated with soft cushions and a plush reddy bear on the woods. From where he sat, he had a clear view of the kitchen and could see Clara bustling about-boiling water, washing, and prepping ingredients with practiced

was something oddly fascinating about the scene.

Honestly, Alexander a first impression of Clara haitn't been great. She reminded him too much of a certain type of woman-beautiful, soft-spoken, seemingly -dependent on others- the kind who would latch onto men for support,

at the airport, be'd assumed she had intentionally bumped into him. And when he saw her again in his car, it only

few days of living next door to her, his suspicions started to waver. She had kept to herself, rarely going out or making any effort to interact with him. It made him question whether she even recognized him at all Maybe she wasn't what he'd thought. lapa senued sucurone behind her and turned to see Alexander leaning

"If you're hungry, there are some cookies and chocolate on the table. You can have those for now. Alexander lookedt muldly embarrassed, realizing the thought

with anything?" Alexander

"Này, it's just pasta.

the seemed unrundortable with the idea

of Alexander. The perfectly

Alexander didn't insist.

emerged from the kitchen carrying a plate of steaming pasta: She set it was topped with cilantro and a soft toledege. It lookint shople but surprisingly appetizing Alexander parked up a turk, took a bite, Clare frier für

you'd know how to cook this well did you learn this

bet expression stiffening slightly, the presse her lips together before responding.

had been its pedibly strict with him. When was often so busy that he slipped

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