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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 351

Some moments leave a lasting impression on one person, while for someone else, they just breeze by—it's not exactly fair. Clara could feel his mood shift and quickly grabbed his hand.

"I haven't done anything to hurt you, have I?" she asked, noticing how he tensed up even more.

The truth was, Clara didn't remember much about her past. Besides being known as Simon's admirer, she hadn't left any real clues about herself.

"No, you've been great," he replied.

She sighed in relief, a smile spreading across her face.

"Good, as long as I haven't wronged you. In my dreams, I'm really young, like seven or eight. If you've liked me since then, that's a lot of years, huh? Speaking of which, I remember Simon saying something about my school uniform getting stolen in high school, so I was the only one not in uniform for the graduation photo. Why do I have this sneaking suspicion it was you?"

He didn't say anything, just kept stirring the last bit of soup with his spoon.

Clara was joking, but his reaction made her wonder if it was true.

"If you were at my high school graduation, were you at my college graduation too?"

Her college graduation day was unforgettable. There was a car accident with Dylan, and he lost his legs. It happened right on her graduation day.

She couldn't always recall it clearly, but people brought it up often. And the way Z looked at her, it was like he was obsessed, always watching, longing, wanting to be close but scared of overwhelming her.

She shut her eyes, waiting for his answer.

After what felt like forever, he whispered hoarsely, "I was there."

Clara opened her eyes and broke into a smile. "You really were there?"

"Yeah."

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