Chapter 160

No one knew how much time had passed when Wren, leaning against the side of the bed, drifted off into a light sleep. On the hospital bed, Clara suddenly began breathing rapidly. Her face turned ashen, her eyes remained tightly shut, and her brow furrowed deeply. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead. In her dream, she seemed to be falling into an abyss. Darkness surrounded her, and icy water engulfed her, surging up and swallowing her whole. Her clothes clung to her body, entangling her limbs and constraining her movements. They dragged her downward, deeper and deeper. She tried to cry for help, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a rush of icy water poured in, suffocating her. The choking sensation spread from her chest, robbing her of strength. Her consciousness began to fade. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself sitting inside a car. Looking around at the familiar yet distant decorations in the car, Clara froze. Her pupils trembled in disbelief as her eyes locked