Clara X William 소설 & 이야기

Dante scurried out of there faster than he chased a ball on court. “I’d love to stay and find out how this will end but I just started getting used to being around Tony and can I just say, he’s beginning to grow on me.” It was left with Claire, Crystal and I on the floor. People might not like Claire for her tendency to be overdramatic and over involved in other people’s lives, but it was for this very reason I found myself thanking the stars that she was my friend and I had met her before this winter formal. She stood her ground there, refusing to move, making Crystal obviously uncomfortable and unable to do whatever she had planned to do the moment she saw me come in.

The wind instantly whipped against my tailored suit, but I walked deliberately toward the alley. As I approached, she didn't even move. She just kept staring at the wet pavement, completely numb to the world. I stopped a foot away from her, tilting the umbrella so it shielded her from the heavy downpour. The sudden lack of rain hitting her head made her flinch. Clara slowly lifted her face. Her makeup was ruined, dark mascara tracking down her pale cheeks, and her lips were blue from the cold. But when her eyes met mine, I didn't see tears. I saw a dangerous, raw spark of anger.

--- Clara Notices That Too And suddenly— For the first time since I've known her— She looks hurt. --- Not Angry. Not defensive. --- Hurt. --- Clara "You think it's me." --- Silence Heavy. Painful. --- Xavier Doesn't Answer Immediately. --- Which Is Answer Enough. --- Clara Looks Away Briefly. --- My Chest Tightens Because suddenly I hate this. --- Clara Has Been Here Through Everything Madison. The leak. The company. The marriage. --- She Protected Us. --- Didn't She? --- Clara Finally Speaks Quietly.

Fred is a professional in the field, and there is barely anything he can’t dig up. “ Bruno Clark, I want you to dig up everything. Finances, deals, medical records, past scandals, Everything that can break him” Fred chuckled from the other side of the phone “ Are you sure you want dirt? This is looking like a war” I leaned backwards, staring at the directions hallway, where Clara was standing. “ I don’t want a single thread untouched,” I added. “ Got it. 24 hours” he replied and hung up. Hours later, I stood by the bedside watching Clara sleep. Her breathing was slow, peaceful but I knew that peace was temporary.

A pawn, just like me. As I get ready to have a shower, my thumb hovers before I scroll down to a specific contact. Clara. I told her I’d check in before leaving the mansion. It’s just routine, I tell myself. I need to know if everything’s running smoothly. But that’s not the whole truth, is it? I open the message screen and start typing. Me: Anything unusual at the mansion? Let me know. She’s probably in Ella's room again, with another movie and a bowl of popcorn, munching in the most ungraceful manner possible. Or maybe outside in the garden, where she always seems to find some peace.

At thirty years old, Xavier found himself lost and aimless. It was not until he met William that he found a new sense of purpose. In Xavier’s eyes, William had always been a towering figure—strong, capable, seemingly unstoppable. It never crossed his mind that someone like William could ever be troubled by something as messy as love. Now he was genuinely curious to see for himself just how special this Layla Xander really was, that she could make William spend so much time and effort on her.

xander said angrily. " Am... Am so sorry sorry clyde." The girl apologised. " Let's go already xander. You have to prepare for your final exam." Clyde said and dragged him away. << Classroom>> They met their friends there and Clyde and Ella exchanged hug. " Listen up everyone." Xander started and all attention was on him. He held clyde hand and everyone started murmuring. " clyde and I are dating so I wouldn't want a situation where I will have to break someone's teeth regardless your gender if I hear a single word against him." xander said and Matilda looked up at him with surprise.