Your Love Is But a Dream

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,

forced himself to smile when she walked back in, trying desperately

piece of chicken onto her plate, his eyes searching hers.” You

sweet and had a strange, bitter aftertaste. It was not at all like what she remembered. The last time Wren had made this dish for her was years ago, long before Ivy came

to smile.

tender, just like

saw a glimpse of the man who used to be her world. “I’m glad you like it. I’ll make it for you more often, I promise.” He added more food to her plate, watching her eat as though her approval was all he needed. But his expression

the same anymore. His hands trembled as

a study. The space was sparse–just a narrow bed and a desk pushed against the wall. She had cleared the bed and brought in fresh

to do for tought,” she said, her voice neutral. “Their sabus to town tomorrow morning. You can catch it and head to the airport from there. Make

at her

she said, walking out and shutting the door behind her. The sound of the door clicking shut felt final, like a barrier lockang bom out of her

in his chest was unbeatable, but when his eyes wandered, they landed on something in the comer

besitting

He knew that whatever was underneath would only bring him more pain. But he

he pulled the cloth away. What

Her once masterful strokes were gone, replaced by

someone whose hunds no longer