and sat down that he realized why: she had no

Chapter 97

Watching as Clara walked out with a plate of pasta for someone else, Wren felt his heart sink into a pit of bitterness. She used to do these little things for him bringing him cofler during his late nights, cooking meals when he worked himself to exhaustion. But now, her kindness was reserved for someone else.

So this was what it felt like, be thought, watching the person you loved pour their care into someone else. The ache clawed at his chest, and his jealousy bubbled so Bercely that it bordered on madness

And then it hit him- how had she felt all those times he and lvy had flaunted their relationship right in front of her, acting as though she didn’t exist—as though

her feelings didn’t matter?

s his own

own.daling

The realizationtere at him. The pain die felt now was

Clara tumed not long after, not lingering with that man for more than a few ininutes. Not even those brief moments had dragged on for Wren, each second stretching like anetemity,

in, trying desperately to mask the storm

made dinert,” he said, his tone almost cheerful as he reached for the bowl in front of him. He placed a piece of chicken onto her plate, his

not at all like what she remembered. The

the bite, forcing herself to

and tender, just

promise.” He added more food to her plate, watching her eat as though her approval was all he needed. But his expression faltered when he took a bite of the ribs himself. The Lastewasn’t

same anymore. His hands trembled as he set his fork

a narrow bed

You can catch it and head to the airport from there. Make mote

that tightened as he stared at her “You really want me gone, don’t

sound

the bed, his head in his hands. The ache in his chest was unbeatable,

better of him. He walked over, besitting as his hand

underneath would only bring

sharp tug, he pulled the cloth away. What be saw

work he had seen before. Her once masterful strokes were gone, replaced by uneven lines and messy

hunds no longer obeyed their

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