The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 454

The wind lifted the loose strands of hair around Clara's face, and she felt a chill seep through her clothes. She couldn't argue with Simon's words.

"Clara, you've fallen in love with him all over again."

Silence hung on the balcony for a long time.

Clara tapped her fingers lightly on the railing.

How could she not be aware of the change in her own heart?

The feelings she had tried so hard to suppress had always been there, and now they were sprouting again, uncontrollably.

"Yes," Clara admitted, her gaze dropping. "Loving him... it feels like an instinct."

The words came out tinged with bitterness.

Love was supposed to be sweet, something that warmed you just by thinking about it.

But between her and Rhys, it was stained with blood, tears, and scars.

She had run for four years, tried for four years to uproot this man from her life. She built a new circle of friends, worked hard to be a single mother who didn't need anyone.

But in the end, the empty space in her heart could only be filled by Rhys.

Simon saw the deep, unresolved pain in her eyes and frowned slightly.

He had suspected this was the answer all along.

From the night of the typhoon when Clara had let him stay, Simon knew. Rhys had won this years-long tug-of-war.

Or perhaps, neither of them had ever been able to win against their feelings for each other.

Love is an irrational thing. It doesn't care about logic or circumstances; it only cares about who occupies that certain place in your heart.

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