Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 79

Clara froze for a moment, then began to explain. "The day I was discharged, I waited for you all day-from morning until night.

"But you never showed up. On the way to the airport, I decided to say goodbye properly, so I called you."

Her voice softened, but there was no mistaking the bitterness beneath her words. "Ivy answered your phone. She told me you'd been with her all day and that you didn't want to see me.

"She said I should stop clinging to you and making it hard for you to go home, so I hung up and sent you a text instead, saying goodbye. I thought you saw it."

"I didn't!" Wren's voice broke with frustration, his emotions spiraling out of control. "I never got your text! If I had, I would've known you were leaving. I would've come after you I wouldn't have waited until now!" But as the words left his mouth, a memory hit him like a slap.

That day, he had planned to see Clara-he really had. But Ivy had shown up, holding two theater tickets, insisting they were impossible to get. She begged him to go with her to a musical, saving she'd wanted to see it for ages

hadn't wanted to go, but by had been relentless, wearing him down until

dress she'd

the show didn't start until later that evening and asked him to go with her to pick up

some of her friends, and one delay after another kept piling

had passed, tvy had him completely tied up with her

at him

hadn't thought too much of it at the time. He figured he could buy Clara a gift the next day, apologize, and smooth things over. She'd never stayed mad

forgiveness, he'd been met

clicked into place-Ivy must have known something. She had deliberately kept him away from Clara. Even the smallest details - the misplaced shawl she'd asked him

denied it, he might've realized something was off. He clenched his fists, hating himself for

said, his voice hoarse with regret. "I

you forgive me just this once? Let me make it up to you. I owe you that meal, so I'll cook it for you right now. Whatever you want, I'll make it." Clara shook her head gently, her expression