NovelBookChapter 842: And so, love remained a closed chapter in a book she never opened.
"Did you never have a crush on anyone while growing up?" Ethel asked, her voice curious but gentle.
Freya looked at her intently. "Does Kristian count? I liked him." "How did you feel back then?" Ethel asked.
Freya pressed her hand lightly against her chest. “I can feel it in my heart. When we were together, there was a gentle current insidethat felt warm and soothing. I would smile for no reason at all. But when I found out he wanted to leavefor Ashley... it cut deep." That pain was no metaphor-it was sharp and breathless, like standing barefoot on broken glass.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt her words, both Ethel and Hugh fell silent, the weight of Freya's sincerity settling heavily in the room.
Ethel pulled her into a tight embrace, suddenly understanding that while Freya might have bypassed the giddy confusion of youthful crushes, she had tasted love in its truest, most enduring form. Shearts love quietly but love no less deeply. Love, after all, wears many faces.
"I'm okay now," Freya said, her voice calm as still water. "I don't feel anything anymore." She was the kind of person who gave completely when she cared-and when it was over, she knew how to walk away without looking back.
Ethel held her a little longer, choosing silence over words.
Hugh, nearby, watched with concern clouding his expression.
Next part is at gAlov"Please don't say Ellis has a crush onanymore," Freya said to Hugh. "It's one thing when it's just us talking, but if he hears it, it might stir up unnecessary trouble." Hugh pursed his lips, reluctantly conceding, "Alright." Still, he couldn't shake the belief-deep down, he was certain Ellis did love Freya.
There was no changing that in his mind.
Freya's phone suddenly rang.
She slipped it from her pocket, spotting Kristian's non the screen.
Before answering, she checked her messages. He had sent several.
"My grandpa wantsto play chess again." "Freya, are you there?" "I'm going to call you." She declined the call and instead replied, "Get the equipment on; I'm logging in."
Since Kristian had spoken about Lionel's suspicions recently, he had gone to Gerard for discreet set of tools a wireless camera no larger than a button and a nearly invisible earpiece.
Once attached to his clothing, the camera drew no attention, and m through the earpiece, Freya could observe his chess match and guide him silently, move by move. This wasn't their first dance-she had helped him like this more than once already.
Meanwhile, she planned to talk to Lawrence after Christmas. With his m medical skills, restoring Kristian's memory shouldn't be difficult. She told Ethel and Hugh she had something to handle upstairs and left quietly. Kristian, already in place, heard Freya's cue and began his match with Lionel.
Liam was there as well.
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