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Freya held her gaze on him a moment longer, her expression tinged with a quiet intensity.
Kids were naturally curious about their parents, weren't they? And yet, Kristian seemed to withdraw at the
mention of his.
With a soft, but firm tone, she called his name, “Kristian.”
She knew healing was a slow process, and while she hoped for his quick recovery, there were certain truths she
felt compelled to clarify right then.
Kristian, lips pressed tightly together, betrayed a flicker of fear in his eyes as he braced himself. Was she mad at
him? Why did she sound so cold all of a sudden?
“There's no one in this world who loves you more than your parents do,” Freya said gently, kneeling so she could
meet his eyes. “Even though I'm the one looking after you right now, you can’t forget about them.”
Kristian’s lips tightened as a small frown tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Then why were you the one who
cto get me? Why not them?” he asked, the words sharp with doubt.
Freya hesitated for a beat, then let out a quiet sigh. “Because | was the first person the doctors reached out to,”
she explained carefully. “Your parents didn’t know you were injured.”
Kristian didn’t say a word. His lips pressed into a thin line as a single, aching thought took over—she didn’t want
him anymore.
Was it because of the man next door?
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Concern flickered in her eyes as she called out to him gently, “Kristian?”
He blinked slowly, as if snapping out of a daze. “I understand,” he mumbled, voice low and guarded. “I'll go to
bed now. Good night.”
Though he turned to leave, a flicker of unease clouded his eyes—an emotion he didn’t voice, but one that made
his whole demeanor feel oddly unsettled.
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Freya still wanted to keep talking to Kristian; she could feel, with an almost instinctive certainty, that something
about him had shifted. However, Kristian clearly had no plans of dragging the conversation out any longer. The
moment he finished speaking, he pushed himself up from his seat and stalked back to his room without sparing
her another glance.
Watching him retreat like that, Freya flicked her gaze to the clock. It was a little past eight in the evening. She
tapped out a quick message to Isaac, “Are you free right now? Can you share something about Kristian’s
childhood?”
It hadn't even been a full minute before Isaac gave her a call.
“Hello, Isaac,” Freya said warmly when she answered.
Isaac, standing casually on the balcony wrapped in a loose robe, let his voice carry through the phone, deep and
smooth as ever. “Did Kristian give you any trouble?”
“No,” Freya replied earnestly. And it was true. Kristian had, for the most part, been remarkably well-behaved. “I
just wanted to ask what he was like when he was five.”
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