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Chapter 57 Reunited

For a split second, Jean’s heart pounded like a drum

She locked eyes with Ludwig. And just for that one beat, she was sure–absolutely sure—he’d figured it out.

He knew she wasn’t the real Jean.

But then Ludwig’s expression shifted

He smiled faintly, his sharp, cool eyes softening under the glow of the streetlights.

“Of course,” he said, like it was no big deal. “I only doubted it for a moment.”

He added. “But then I realized… you haven’t really changed.”

Jean blinked. Hadn’t changed!

That did not make her feel better. If anything, it threw her into a deeper fog.

“Why would you say that?” she asked cautiously, trying to read his face. “How do I still seem like.. me?”

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She and the host couldn’t have been more different. The way she spoke, the way she acted, even the way she thought- completely opposite. Yet Ludwig still thought she hadn’t changed?

Ludwig scratched the back of his head. He looked relaxed, even a little amused.

“I don’t know little things, maybe,” he said, glancing toward her thoughtfully, “Like how you clench your fingers when you’re nervous. Stuff like that.”

Jean froze.

Clenching her fingers!

Was that something she actually did? She had no memory of it.

It was probably one of those unconscious habits, something buried in the body’s muscle memory. Things you don’t even realize you’re doing unless someone points it out.

Ludwig had noticed.

He was watching her that closely.

Jean lowered her eyes. Her lips pressed into a thin line

Wait a second.

Something didn’t add up.

on tiny habits from the

did

left over

Or—F

sharp pulse of pain

Jean clutched her head.

Chapter 57 Reunited

like her mind was warning

through the haze.

She shook her head.

Didn’t say a word.

already asked enough questions tonight. Probably too

Finished

had answered all of them, some with surprising honesty. She still didn’t have all

before

step at a

just wished the damn headache would

on his helmet like he’d

her arms around his waist without

over this stuff. He’d carried her before, and now he told her to hold on. She wasn’t

home safe meant clinging to a teenager on a motorcycle, so

drove her back toward

way to the front door, of course.

a quiet side street nearby and helped her off the bike, steadying her as she stepped down and took a

he said. They’ll come here

her, his tone calm and

you want about what happened. Just..

nod. She already knew

about Abyssal Choir.

everything”

move right

knee in front of her. His dark eyes

softly, “if something like this ever happens again–call

tugged gently at Jean’s

up, brushed the loose strands behind

a moment, he looked almost

cutting through the night–he looked like

Chapter 57 Reunited

Finished

not from her. If one day she clashed with Abyssal Choir–if he ever discovered the truth

Il hat then?

didn’t dare

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