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?

added after a moment. “Or, if you really like this pair… I just checked that the yarn is still

the tangled ball of yarn in his hands. His voice was hourse from crying, “She

enough to start a fight in class. Her eyes stung with heat, and a sharp ache filled her chest Her voice wavered as she spoke, “If you trust me, I

to a boy one liked by giving him

time, Wren’s expression couldn’t hide his joy. That winter, every time he went out, he wore that

18 years old, he

the time. Yet, she was grateful she’d learned how to knit, as

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

do it. Hand it over to me, and I’ll give it

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right to

because of it. Can you

your glove, but it’s not promise me that next time, if