Chapter 907:

Kristian went quiet.

He understood what was coming for him, but that didn’t mean he was ready to face it—not the leaving, not the vanishing, and certainly not saying goodbye to Freya.

The rest of the ride passed in silence. Kristian kept to himself, and Freya didn’t speak either. The bodyguard drove them to the hospital without delay.

While Kristian was being treated, Freya’s phone buzzed—it was a message from Ellis, asking where she was. She didn’t hesitate; she told him the truth.

Half an hour later, Ellis showed up at the hospital.

Freya was still waiting outside the treatment room when she spotted him.

He crossed the hallway with long strides. His eyes swept to the closed door before he turned to her, his voice deep and edged with worry.

“Why are you at the hospital?”

explained everything, leaving

but at that moment, she was completely at a

but neither had Kristian. The harsh truth was that only one personality

personality,” Ellis said, gently guiding her to a

her everything he’d uncovered, but as soon as he touched her hand, he frowned. “Your hands

how to respond. It was winter—weren’t cold hands just part of

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wrapped it around her neck, snug and warm. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a

guard.

placed it

fingers and

his voice calm and steady as

softly,

into silence, and the hallway felt oddly hushed. Only the faintest footsteps

Her breath caught for

awkward in the unfamiliar closeness. “My hands are

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