NovelBookChapter 871: She already knew what she wanted from him. If he chose "Truth," she'd cut to the chase and ask him straight up who he had a crush on. If he picked "Dare," she'd have him confess to that person after the game.
"Been stuck on 'Truth' all night. No one's been brave enough to pick 'Dare.' How about you shake things up?" Greta chimed in, her voice brimming with mischief as she shot him a teasing look.
Frederick leaned in, grinning. "Yes, it would be way more fun." "I second that," Trent added with a spark in his eye.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Alright then. Dare." Ellis found himself itching to see what challenge Freya would throw his way.
Freya didn't miss a beat. "After the gathering, confess to your crush," she said warmly, her gaze steady- genuinely wishing him happiness. “And bring us with you." Ellis arched a brow, amused. His eyes flicked to hers with a teasing glint. "You sure about that?" "Completely," Freya replied without hesitation.
"Fine." With a playful smirk, he readily agreed. But inside, he was already imagining her expression when she realized the person he'd be confessing to... was her.
"Why wait till after? Do it now. Call her and confess," Greta teased, nudging him with a grin. She figured Freya might forget her own words once the night was over. If Ellis was going to act, it had to be now.
"That's right. Make the call!" Frederick chimed in, clearly enjoying the spectacle.
Freya, however, didn't share their enthusiasm. She leaned forward, her tone serious. "Wouldn't that feel insincere? A confession like that should happen face-to-face. Over the phone, you won't see how she reacts— what if you misread it?" To her, moments that mattered deserved to be seen and felt in person. A screen or a voice alone just wasn't enough.
Greta and Trent exchanged quick looks, muffling their amusement with polite coughs. Their eyes gleamed with playfulness, eager for whatever cnext.
"Let Ellis choose," Frederick said, practically buzzing with anticipation. "Either way works." Ellis laughed under his breath, but a flicker of nerves crossed his face.
Freya blinked, caught off guard. Either way worked? Noticing her moment of doubt, Ellis quickly added, “I could call and ask to meet up instead—say there's something important I want to tell her in person?" Freya gave a small nod. "That sounds better." He reached for his phone. "Then I'll call her." "Go ahead," she insisted, completely unaware she was the one he meant to confess to.
As the words settled in the air, all eyes locked onto Ellis.
With a sharp breath, he pulled out his phone, tapped open his contacts, and pressed the number he'd mafRed as ser a priority. The screen lit up, and the line began to ring. His heart pounded against his ribcage like a drumline gone rogue.
Even though he'd steeled himself for Freya's possible rejection, & flicker of upeaselghawed a at him.
As the phone rang, a thousand thoughts raced through his mind contenis Would she be confused when she saw his call? Would she think it was a mistake? Around him, Greta, Trent, and Frederick held their breath, the tension almost tangible.
The instant the call connected, their attention snapped straight to Freya.
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