Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Kristian Didn't Trust Freya

Freya swallowed her emotions and addressed Kristian directly, "If you harbor doubts or mistrust me, please state it plainly."

"Who delivered that letter to Trent? Why him specifically? If someone truly faced kidnapping, wouldn't contacting authorities be the logical solution?" Kristian unleashed his questions as Freya had requested.

"One moment," Freya replied.

Kristian's anger flared. Had she genuinely asked him to wait after everything?

Freya retrieved her phone and contacted Trent, requesting the letter. After ending the call, Trent took a picture of it and transmitted it immediately.

Freya displayed the image to Kristian.

He examined every word meticulously, grudgingly acknowledging that Trent's reputation was well-earned-even his excuses demonstrated flawless execution.

"The letter courier is currently being identified through hotel surveillance footage," Freya clarified.

Kristian tossed her phone onto the table, regarding her with an unfamiliar, icy stare that sent shivers through her. "Let me guess-you'll claim next that the surveillance system malfunctioned?"

"You don't trust me?" Freya challenged.

"In your position, would you trust me?” Kristian rose, his chest constricting with emotion. "This letter was likely crafted by some hired hand, prepared specifically so when I questioned its authenticity, you could offer handwriting verification."

Freya felt her throat tighten. Hadn't her explanation covered everything thoroughly?

The coldness in Kristian's eyes crystallized, creating a palpable distance that Freya sensed acutely. Something fundamental had severed between them.

Tension saturated the air.

"Freya," Kristian uttered her name, his voice devoid of warmth. "I can't fathom how profoundly I misjudged you." With those words, he departed.

The door crashed violently as he exited.

He had contemplated trusting her, but after witnessing her emerge from the hotel with Trent and volunteer explanations unprompted, how could trust remain possible?

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The more he reflected, the more foolish he felt.

He drove straight to the nearest

He feared confronting Freya

already suffered from the encounter. She stared at the still-vibrating door,

Kristian's resolute departure and his parting words. Her chest constricted

Trent not called just then, she might

connected, Trent detected the distress in her voice.

murmured, lowering her gaze and supporting her head with one hand. Trent contemplated briefly before asking,

interaction

took on Freya. "Your approach likely appeared as unprompted confession- creating the impression of manufacturing

echoing his perspective?"

had simply wanted to explain everything comprehensively, avoiding petty disputes

smiled gently, helping clarify the situation. "Your character typically ignores accusations about actions you haven't committed. You only defend yourself when pushed beyond tolerance. After two years together, he should understand this fundamental

stirred profound ripples in

she rarely

with him," Trent reassured her, knowing precisely

from her grasp onto the table. She

mind continued replaying Kristian's cutting words and the

another ten minutes, her tumultuous

ventured outside, flagging down a taxi headed

reaching for

dismissed the oversight without concern, extracting her wallet and settling the fare before striding

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kaleidoscopic lights fractured the darkness.

and promptly

to alcohol as emotional sanctuary, nor would she permit herself

chaotic atmosphere simply matched

presence claimed the adjacent seat. "Hey there! Are you alone, beautiful?" a stranger inquired with practiced

her voice deliberately

enjoy ourselves. Let's have a drink together." The man

witnessed this maneuver

congregated

subdued illumination. Her composed demeanor paired with innate elegance

an exposed seating area instead of a secluded booth stemmed

the

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