Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 141

“Why should I? He hit me, too, you know? Look at my swollen Lace, Ms. Salford. If anyone should apologize, it’s him! Why should I be the one to say sorry? Harvey protested indignanth

As he spoke, his gaze flitted toward the worn–out glove in Tilly’s hand, his expression full of resentment. “And seriously, it’s just some old glove. What’s so special about it? If it’s rained, I’ll just buy him a new one“.

“You don’t understand. My mom made this for me, and you ruined it!”

Tears streamed down Billy’s cheeks. His small fists clenched tightly, and his expression barned with anger.

Harvey froze for a moment, a hint of guilt flashing across his face. He lowered his head and, for once, remained silent.

Seeing the way Billy looked, Clara’s heart twisted painfully. For some inexplicable reason, she saw a reflection of her younger self in him.

She crouched down, meeting Billy’s eyes, and handed him two tissues. She said in a soothing tone, “Don’t cry anymore. If your glove is ruined, how about this? Tomorrow, I’ll buy you a new pair, okay?

you really like this pair… I just checked that the yarn is still intact. Maybe your

shook his head, chutching the tangled ball of yarn in his hands. His voice was hourse from crying, “She can’t she’s gone.”

furious over a pair of gloves, enough to start a fight in class. Her eyes stung with heat, and a sharp ache

trend to confess to a boy one

the time, Wren’s expression couldn’t hide his joy. That winter, every time

old, he never wore any

she was grateful she’d learned how to knit, as

hope in his tear–streaked eyes. “Ms. Salford, can you really fix it for

head. “Of course! If I promise you something, I’ll make sure to do it. Hand it over to me, and I’ll give it back to you once it’s fixed, alright?” Billy nodded, carefully handing her the damaged glove and the tangled ball

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right to hit

someone because of it. Can

care, her expression solemn as she said, “I understand you’re angry at Harvey for breaking your glove, but it’s not promise me that next time, if