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

am getting ready to go to bed,” Clara said, then paused for a moment. “Aunt Katrina, why are you calling this late? Did something happen?” There was a brief silence on Katrina’s end before

today,

After all, he had been far from calm when be stormed into her

really have let go to eat?

but didn’t voice

little while longer before Clarended

feeling thirsty. She headed downstairs to retrieve a glass of water, on her way back upstairs, a

door was ajar, and Clara pushed it open and walked in. The room was tidy, and there were no signs that Wren had ever stayed

that a painting–covered with a

had moved the

something on

darkened slightly, and just as she

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

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

will think I am ridiculous. I was the one who pushed you away, yet now I am clinging to you and won’t let go, I think this

lost

if I have countless reasons beyond my control, understand the harm I’ve caused

feelings. Your paintings are amazing, full of spirit and talent. Even your teacher had said you would one day bercome a pre posing