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.

every ounce of her strength to maneuver him into the living room and onto the couch. Finally, she

his eyes open, his vision swimming. Clara's figure wavered before him, and he could barely make out her face. His dry, cracked

and faint-made Clara whip her head toward him. Relief flooded her when

knocked, but you didn't answer.

glancing at his pale face. "Good thing I did, though.

into a faint smile despite the pain. Her words were eerily familiar they mirrored what he'd thought the night before when he'd climbed over her balcony to check on

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

that quickly turned into a painful cough. "I'm fine," he replied.

Clara sprang to her feet, hurrying into the

a glass, Alexander tried-and tailed-to sit

moment before placing the glass

him some relief. He downed it in a few gulps, handing the glass