Your Love Is But a Dream

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Katrina had a nagging feeling that the divorce wouldn’t go as smoothly as she had hoped. She could already tell as much from Carlisle’s reaction the day before at the hotel when she mentioned it

Even if he no longer loved her, his pride meant everything. Moreover, a divorce could hurt Zachman Group’s stock prices, something Carlisle would be reluctant to risk it seemed like trouble was inevitable.

And then there was cara, always sharp. If Katrina had told Clara about her plan, Clara would have immediately sensed something was off. After all, why would she suddenly decide on a divorce?

She didn’t want to worry Clara unnecessarily. It would be better to wait until everything was more settled before bringing it up

The sky had turned gloomy once again when school let out in the afternoon. Dark clouds hovered ominously on the horizon, like a storm was about to hit the city Carashing her bag over her shoulder and excited the school gates, heading toward the bike shed.

Nina and Ryan followed behind her as they left campus.

Spotting Clara, Ryan instinctively wanted to approach her and offer a ride home. With the weather on the verge of rain, it was the perfect excuse to start a conversation and get closet

him off. She grabbed his arm with eyes full of jealousy, firmly stopping

behave at school? Stop clinging to me. It’ll look bad it people see it. Get home on your own. I don’t have time

his arm away from her grip and started

her tone tammed mocking. “Are you worried about looking bad, or are you afraid Clara will see? You’re so eager when

to be ignored. How pathetic!”

and he glared at her with clenched teeth. “Nina, have

arms around his and speaking in a sultry whisper near his ear, mad, okay? Is she really better than me? How about we try something new tonight? Just forget about

“Don’t be

but her suggestion immediately piqued his interest. He felt a rush of superiority as he compared Clara’s cold detachment to Nina’s eager attempts to please him.

see how

pinched her

back toward the bike shed, Clara was already gone–he hadn’t even noticed when

brushed it off Clara would be around for a long time. He had plenty of chances, so