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    Gerard sent over the guest list.


    Ten minutester, Kristian was scrolling through the names one by one. Not seeing the name he was searching for, he asked, “Anyone else besides these?”


    Gerard replied, “No.”


    Reading that, Gerard suddenly had a thought. Could Kristian be hoping Freya would show up?


    Testing the waters, he typed carefully, “If there’s someone you want to invite, I can send them an invite.”


    Kristian pressed his lips together and replied lightly, as if it were no big deal. But the more he deflected, the more certain Gerard became. So he cut to the chase. “Do you want Freya toe?”


    Kristian replied instantly, “No.”


    He tossed the phone aside, rubbed his tired brow, and leaned back on the sofa, hoping the silence would somehow untangle the mess in his head.


    Gerard didn’t press the matter. His boss hadn’t said anything outright, and without a clear signal, it wasn’t his ce to invite Freya.


    The next morning arrived in a blur of excitement and crisp sunlight. Gerard, nked by his groomsmen, set off to pick up his bride. Upstairs, in one of the quieter hotel suites, Kristian and Felipe remained behind, enjoying a rare lull in the chaos.<fn3aea> Updates are released by </fn3aea>


    Felipe ended a call, his voice soft from speaking to Isabe. As he set the phone aside, Kristian broke the silence. “When are you heading to Alerith to visit Isabe?”


    “Next month, probably,” Felipe replied. “She’s swamped this month—assignments, exams. If I show up now, I’ll only get in her way.”


    Kristian nodded, then added without looking up, “Let me know. I’ming with you.”


    Felipe shot him a sideways nce. “What for? Don’t tell me you’re going there to see Freya.”


    “No.” Kristian’s reply came t and fast, but his eyes gave nothing away—like deep water that never let light in. “I just want to see Isabe. She’s grown so much… and I’ve never even met her.”


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    Felipe wasn’t buying it. “Really?”


    Kristian didn’t blink. His calm was imprable.


    But Felipe knew him too well. Of all Kristian’s friends, he was perhaps the only one who could still read the man’s silences. “You’re not just going for Isabe, are you? You want to catch a glimpse of Freya’s kids.”


    Thest time they’d talked, Felipe had casually mentioned that Isabe’s school sat right across from Jesse and Nina’s kindergarten.


    It wasn’t hard to guess what Kristian really had in mind.


    He stayed perfectlyposed. “I told you. I’m just visiting Isabe.”


    Felipe exhaled a faintugh and leaned back. “Whatever you say. I’ll let you know when I make the trip.”


    Kristian gave a brief nod, but his mind had already begun to drift.


    He sat still, lost in thought, while Felipe’s gaze lingered on him with growing curiosity.


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