She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 920:

Freya opened up about her earlier conversation with Lawrence.

Ellis took her hand and quietly led her away, shutting the door to Kristian’s room with a soft click.

“He’s ready or not, he needs to face it,” Ellis said plainly. “No one can move forward with both feet stuck in the past.” Freya nodded, though doubt still clung to her like a second skin.

She truly believed Kristian had lost it.

He had risked everything—his sanity, his life—just to save her.

The experiment was still in its trial phase. One wrong move could fry his brain, leave him trapped in his own body—or worse. How could he gamble everything like that?

“That’s enough,” Ellis murmured, running a hand through her hair, his touch warm and grounding. “We’ll deal with whatever comes next when he wakes. If he’s not ready to remember, we won’t push.” Freya gave a quiet nod.

aside a portion of each dish for

hoping to lift even a fraction of the heaviness clouding her. By the time night had fully settled in, Kristian stirred

Ellis still twisted inside him like a knife. He stayed in bed, staring

When Kristian still hadn’t appeared,

onto hers the moment the door creaked

stories

her voice as direct

as a well. If

inside. “Are you in pain again, or just feeling

Kristian replied, his voice rough, like a blade worn

aside the blanket and trudged forward, each

to speak—but thought better of it. Ellis watched carefully as Kristian emerged, scanning

“Yeah,” Kristian answered flatly.

set the table. Kristian watched them—two people moving in sync, familiar and at ease. A flicker of emotion crossed his face, but inside,

the right one for