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.

had she witnessed him vulnerable like this. She couldn’t quite put into words what she felt when she found him curled up

when he looked at her–be looked like

forlorn. It held a quiet hope, as if he were

here? Wren stood up from the ground and gently adjusted the

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

when his fingers brushed against hers, the cold serped deep into her bones. Even his face had lost some color from the

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

eyes. He pulled out his phone and showed it to her. “It’s out

instinctively

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

let you come inside to rest for the night. Tomorrow morning,

a kindness she could never repay. She couldn’t just watch him sutter out in the rain and do nothing.

didn’t want to owe him more or live

passed through Wren’s eyes as he

agreed, Clara turned to walk inside. “Come in