Chapter 402:

Upon hearing the question, Ashley quickly turned to the café counter and asked for a pen and some paper. Once they handed it over, she sat back down and started sketching in front of Freya.

Even after all the time she’d spent with him, not once had she taken a photo—she never had the courage to. The thought alone had felt too risky.

But his face was etched into her memory, like a mark she could never erase.

After ten tense minutes, a rough but recognizable sketch began to take shape beneath Ashley’s pencil.

Freya’s eyes narrowed, a shadow crossing her expression as she stared at the all-too-familiar face on the paper. Her expression turned icy. Lifting a finger, she tapped the sketch right between the man’s brows. “Does he have a scar here? About three centimeters long?”

Ashley’s hand stalled midair, the pencil hovering just above the paper. Her eyes widened in shock, pupils shrinking. “How—how could you possibly know that?”

Freya’s expression shifted in an instant—cool and serious, like a switch had flipped.

word, she unlocked her phone, swiped through a few screens, and brought up a hidden photo. She turned the screen toward Ashley. “Is

face, so familiar it could haunt her in dreams. Her lips parted

Freya have this photo? How did she even know who he

in with a question that came out of nowhere. “Do you

still struggling to process everything. “What?” she

new favorite

words landed like a cold slap, jolting Ashley from her daze. The air around her seemed to shift, charged with a new, unsettling

your words?” Ashley

“I do.”

be captivating, but he’s nothing like Kristian,” Ashley pressed on, a desperate edge to her

you yearn to live in peace with your grandmother and younger brother?” Freya’s eyes were piercing, her gaze

for that kind of life? She clung to that thought, repeating it like

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