“Yes, I liked it a lot when I kissed you, ” Ryan interrupted her.

Freya’s heart skipped a beat. She could not meet his gaze anymore. “ Is that so? But I think you’ll like kissing other women a lot too.”

“I don’t know about that.”

The corners of Ryan’s mouth were curved.  “Freya,  if only I was the one who got to know you first.”

Freya held her breath.

Did he mean what she was thinking? Was she just overthinking?

“You… Stop talking nonsense. It’s late. Let’s go back.”

She started the car and drove while feeling overwhelmed.

Things were getting increasingly out of hand tonight.

“Freya, when I kissed you just now, I thought it felt familiar like I’ve kissed you before,” Ryan suddenly said, “Did we kiss each other before in our past lives?”

spoke again when the car had driven a considerable distance, “ Is that

quite a lot tonight. ” Ryan’s voice softened as he spoke.

at him secretly. The light from the streetlamps outside the window fell on

settled on his lips for a few seconds. She lifted her hand and secretly touched her

traces that he had left all over

he was the one who got to know

wanted to

 

not so many ‘ifs’

also no time machines. What happened had

room of the

her phone. She was not drunk. She looked

was a small glass. He drank the wine

drunk a

could touch it, Forrest grabbed her wrist. He looked at her

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