Your Love Is But a Dream

Ryan’s face darkened with palpable anger. He fixed a glace on Clara as he gritted his teeth and snarled, “Shut up!”

Masked and didn’t continue

claraturist around with the medicated ointment in hand, and her gaze met Ryan’s When she saw the two of them standing there, she trowned subtly

To her surprise, Ryan only shot her a cold glance before turning around and walking away. Chra was a little confused, but she didn’t let the incident bother her.

The day passed by in a flash, and clara packed up to get ready to leave work

She locked the door before she left. This time, she didn’t see the familiar figure at the entrance. It seemed that t

Wren had truly lett

Cara couldn’t decide if she felt relieved or not, but she went into her house and cooked dinner as usual. After dinner, she went upstairs to wash up

just as she stepped out of the bathroom, she heard her phone ringing

It was a call from Katrina

Crawalked over to the phone in a few steps and answered the call “Aunt Katrina.”

not heading to bed yet? Katrina

moment. “Aunt Katrina, why are you calling this late? Did something happen?” There was

let today, probably back to Phoypolls,” clara

had already left. After all, he had been far from calm

really have let

had her doubts but didn’t voice

charted for a little while longer before Clarended the call

middle of the night, dara woke up feeling thirsty. She headed downstairs to retrieve a glass of water, on

door was ajar, and Clara pushed it open and walked in. The room was tidy, and

noticed with just a glance that a painting–covered with a white cloth–in the corner had clearly been moved.

obvious who had

room, something on the bedside table caught her

just as she was about to close th

she got closer did she see that it was a jewelry box holding down an envelope. clara pulled out the letter from under the box and instantly recognized Wren’s handwriting when she opened it “Cara, by the time you read this letter, I should

know you don’t want to see me, and I respect your decision. But I’m not willing to give up, and I

was the one who pushed you away, yet now I am clinging

the lost

my control, understand the harm I’ve caused you

all against my true feelings. Your paintings are amazing, full of spirit and talent. Even your teacher had said you would one day bercome a pre posing stat in the