NovelOnlineChapter 968: "Yes?" "While I had amnesia, I did a lot of reckless things. I made a mess of everything and dragged you through it." His voice was rough, stripped of its usual calm. "I'm sorry." Freya had already let it go. "It's alright. That's all behind us now." Kristian's heart twisted. There was so much he still wanted to say, so much regret lodged in his chest.
But she had already stepped beyond that chapter.
No matter what he said, it wouldn't change a thing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Is he treating you well?" Kristian finally asked after a long silence, his voice colored with feelings he couldn't quite hide.
Freya hesitated. "Who?" "Ellis." "He's good to me." Those simple words felt like a dagger through Kristian's heart, but he forced himself to stay composed, burying the sting deep.
So, this was it. He'd missed his chance.
"That's good to hear," Kristian said, trying to keep his voice even, though his eyes betrayed the struggle to let go. "If he ever hurts you or if you ever change your mind, you're always welcto cto me." Freya was caught off guard.
Realizing what he meant, she answered calmly, "No need to wait for that." Her response hit him like a cold slap.
"You don't need to carry guilt or remorse for what happened before. You've already made up for everything," Freya told him plainly, knowing where his mind had wandered. "Living in the past doesn't help anything. You need to keep going." Life was long, and no one could predict what it had in store.
Back when she got married, she thought no one could ever compare to Kristian, never imagining how messy things would become. But now, she'd met Ellis-someone even better.
The future was wide open, and she wasn't going to box herself into the narrow world of yesterday.
A heavy ache settled in Kristian's chest.
"Maybe the person you're meant to spend your life with is just around the corner," Freya said, sharing the thought gently.
Kristian didn't answer. He didn't know where his future would take him—and honestly, he didn't want to know.
What he did know, with painful clarity, was that Freya no longer loved him. She wanted him to let go and build a E! new life far from hers.
"Can I ask you something?" he said, a question long buried dawing it's Way to the surface. "Go ahead." "Who was your first love?" The question slipped out in a rasp, after a long pause.
He thought back to that gathering when she'd avoided that very m question. A bitter jealousy had taken root then-for whoever had left such a deep impression on her. Freya pressed her lips together, no longer dodging. "You." Kristian's eyes flickered with surprise.
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