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.

mind, Wren had always been strong. She’d seen his gentleness, attentiveness, and rebellious streak, but rarely had she witnessed him vulnerable like

looked at her–be looked like a stray dog,

expression wasn’t just forlorn. It held a quiet hope, as if he were waiting for something from her. Before she even realized it,

from the ground and gently adjusted

her thin, knit sweater “It’s cold You should go back inside

herself not to soften, but when his fingers brushed against hers, the cold serped deep into her bones. Even his face had lost some color from the chill She wondered if

drops really low at night. If you don’t want to freeze or get sick, you should contact someone and find a place to

out his phone and showed it

phone had turned off. She instinctively frowned and glanced back out into the

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

back to Wren. “This is the last time. I’ll let you come inside to rest for the night.

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

owe him more or live

passed through Wren’s eyes as he

he agreed, Clara turned to