Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 140

“What’s going on here?” Clara approached the scene, her brows knitting as she took in Billy’s red, tear–streaked eyes, She crouched slightly to meet his gaze, her voice as gentle as possible. “Billy, let go of your classmate. Whatever it is, I’ll help you handle it, okay?”

Bill glanced at her, then back at Harvey, before reluctantly releasing his grip.

“He took my stuff and won’t give it back,” Billy said through clenched teetli, his fists balled tightly as he glared at Harvey:

Clara’s frown deepened as she turned to Harvey, saying, “Did you take something of his? If you did, return it now.”

Harvey stiffened, his neck straightening in defiance, though he avoided meeting Clara’s eyes. “I didn’t take anything from him,” h

him,” he muttered.

“You’re lying! Give it back!” Billy’s voice cracked with frustration as trars welled up again. He kinged toward Harvey, trying to grab his things bark.

Caught off guard, Harvey stumbled but quickly recovered, a flicker of malice flashing in his eyes. “It’s just a pair of lousy gloves. Who even cares?” He sneered before throwing the gloves toward Billy.

Billy reached out instinctively to catch them, but as soon as the gloves were in his hands, he noticed that one end of a loose thread was still in Harvey’s grasp.

the thread a hard teg, unraveling the knitted gloves right in

moment, frozen, before an anguished cry escaped his lips. “You ruined them!

at Harvey, fists swinging wildly

shouts as the two

dealt with a situation like this before. She rushed forward, trying to separate the two boys, but their teenage strength and heightened emotions made it impossible. Just as she struggled to

stumbled, almost falling, but a hand caught

okay, Ms.

steadying her. She quickly

stepped in. He said in a stern voice, “Stop it, both of

the two boys

of the gloves from the floor, shaking off the dust and carefully gathering the loose threads. Straightening up, she

the office Everyone else, stay here and keep

boys trailing behind her. Erhan

class wasn’t over yet. Clara closed the door and turned to face the boys, her expression firmas her gaze swept over

something from your classmate?”