Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Clara instinctively reached out to catch Alexander as he collapsed. The moment her hands touched his skin, she realized something was wrong he was burning up, his body radiating a beat that was far from normal

"You have a fever," she said, her voice tinged with worry.

Alexander heard her, her voice clear and frantic, but his body refused to cooperate. He wanted to get up, to tell her not to worry, but he couldn't even lift his hand. When he tried to speak, a sharp pain tore through his throat, the taste of metal flooding his mouth. Even his breath felt scorching hot.

Clara felt his labored breathing against her neck, and despite her tising embarrassment at the close proximity, she knew she couldn't leave him like this. A faint blush dusted her cheeks, but she shook it off.

Let me help you inside," she said firmly.

to nudge the door open completely. Alexander's tall, muscular frame was no small feat for her to support. It took every ounce of her strength to maneuver him into the living room and onto the couch. Finally, she managed to settle him down and sank into a nearby chair, utterly exhausted. Her arms and legs felt like jelly, and for a

and he could barely make out her face.

voice-hoarse and faint-made Clara whip her head toward him. Relief flooded her when she saw that

but you didn't answer. Something felt off, so I came

"Good thing I did, though. Who knows how

they mirrored what he'd thought the night before when he'd climbed over her

his faint smile and furrowing her brow. "You're not delirious,

turned into a painful cough. "I'm fine," he replied. His voice was gravelly and

course." Clara sprang to her

Alexander tried-and tailed-to sit

before placing the glass in his

liquid seemed to bring him some relief. He downed it in a few gulps, handing the glass back with a quiet