Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 116

An umbrella appeared, shielding Wren from the rain. His eyelashes fluttered slightly as he slowly turned to look behind him

That familiar, delicate face came into view.

When’s throatrightened, and his voice came out hoarse as he said, “Clara__”

clara looked at him, all drenched and utterly miserable. She tied the umbrella toward him, her fingers tightening around the handle.

“Why are you still here?

Her face was backdit by the dim light, making it hard to read her emotions

Wren’s gaze dimmed, and he turned away, staring out into the pitch–black wildemess, his entire posture radiating desolation and loneliness.

Clara’s prp on the umbrella tightened. Seeing him like this stirred something deep within her.

she witnessed him vulnerable like this.

her–be looked like a stray dog, lost

It held a quiet hope, as if he were waiting for something from her. Before she even realized it, the umbrella in

Wren stood up from the ground and gently adjusted

when he noticed her thin, knit sweater “It’s cold You should go back

Even his face had lost some color from the chill She wondered if she let him out

or get sick, you should contact someone and find a place

helplessness and grievance flashed in Wren’s eyes. He pulled out his phone and showed

turned off. She instinctively frowned and

the distance, and lightning occasionally flashed across the sky. The rain didn’t look like it would stop anytime soon.

you come inside to rest for the night. Tomorrow morning, I’ll take you to the town to catch a

could never repay. She couldn’t just watch him sutter out in the rain and

owe him more or live

emotion passed through Wren’s eyes as he

agreed, Clara turned to walk inside. “Come in