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    Kristian knew her well enough to count on that. That’s why he led her outside, where no one was watching.


    Once they reached thewn, just as Freya moved to pull away, Kristian let go.


    “Are you on a date with Trent?” he asked, his voice low and a little downcast.


    Freya didn’t want to talk. “That’s none of your business.”


    “You can’t be with him right now. If you are, that man won’te after you,” Kristian said quickly, the words rushing out.


    He knew the real target was him. But based on how Freya reacted before, she clearly had a score to settle with that man too.


    Freya’s mind clouded over.


    “So you think I have no choice but to team up with you to catch him?” she asked.


    “No.”


    “Then what are you trying to say?” Kristian had no answer.


    He didn’t know how to close the distance between them or even how to look her in the eye.


    But he didn’t want to let her go.


    Seeing her sitting with Trent made him jealous. He wished he could sit beside her again, like before, and ask what they were talking about. But he didn’t have that light anymore.


    The only thread left between them was the man behind Ashley.


    “Why are you here?” Kristian asked instead of replying.


    Freya didn’t answer. She looked calm, but her silence was cold and distant.


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    Kristian felt suffocated.


    Still, even now, he didn’t want to walk away.


    Something about being near her made his heart settle, even if it hurt.


    It was better than nothing.


    They stood there in silence.


    After what felt like ages, Freya turned and started to leave without a word.


    Kristian grabbed her arm.


    “What do you even want from me?” she asked, confused and tired. Kristian didn’t let go. His eyes stayed locked on hers.


    “You still haven’t answered my question.”


    “Dating,” Freya said bluntly.


    “With Trent?”


    “I don’t owe you an exnation.”


    “If you don’t tell me, I’ll show up at your ce every day to propose. You can shut the door, but eventually, all of Alerith will know,” Kristian blurted.


    Freya turned to face him fully. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t seen just how shameless he could be.


    Seeing the rejection in her eyes made something twist in his chest, but he still didn’t let go.


    “Not with Trent,” Freya said, tired of the back-and-forth. “My grandpa asked me toe here.”


    Kristian’s brows drew together.


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