Your Love Is But a Dream (Clara and Wren) novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74

When froze in place, a surge of anger and fear crashing through him like a tidal wave, squeezing his chest until he could barely breathe. Heded to suppress the emotions that threatened to overtake him, but his face hardened, and he demanded, “What do you mean?”

Clara looked at him calmly, her gare steady and devoid of emotion.

“When,” she began quietly, her voice firm and measured. “I’m grateful for everything you’ve done for me. Aunt Katrina was always busy with work, but you raised, protected, and spoiled me.

“I’ll never be able to repay that landness. I don’t have much to offer,

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to offer, but the things I sent with Aunt Katrina were my way of expressing gratitude “ She paused briefly, then continued, her voice unwavering “I wasn’t muture enogh before, I put myself in the wrong place and caused you a lot of trouble. For that, I owe van apology.

1 hope you and live can find happiness together. From now on, I’ll treat you as nothing more than family–abrother. I won’t entertain any foolish thoughts or dingt voor life anymore

Herwinds were

were precise and clear, without a hint of bittemess. Even her blessing was s

Įwas sincere, free of resentment of sarraum.

For a fleeting moment, Wren had clung to a faint hope. But heating let say this aloud felt like a death sentence. It was like she had taken a knife to his chest, carving nut his bram, plece by piece.

This wasn’t what he wanted. From the start, all he’d wanted was to distance her from the complications of his family. He’d thought she would never truly le How did everything change in just one month?

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leave.

His eyes reddened as a metallic taste filled his throat. He gripped her hand tightly, his voice breaking and filled with desperation as he pleaded, “Clara, this isn’t how you really teel, is it? You’re still mad at me, right?”

He swallowed hard, forcing himself to keep going. “I know I shouldn’t have ignored your feelings because of Ivy. I shouldn’t have left you alone at the banquet, shouldn’t love let you get hurt

1. me. Let’s go home. You know the Zachman family has always been your home–don’t That promise Wren had said it himself fifteen years ago had once been the most certain truth in Clara’s life. She had never doubted it.