“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?”

how to answer that question. She spoke again when the car had driven a considerable distance, “ Is that

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

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

settled on his lips for a few seconds. She lifted

traces that he had left all over her

been better if he was

also wanted to say

 

not so many ‘ifs’

time machines. What

private room of the

put down her phone. She was not drunk. She

of them left. He did not say a word. He simply held the wine and kept pouring it

drank the wine in it

drunk a lot.

his glass. Before she could touch it, Forrest grabbed her wrist. He looked at her coldly. “Director Snow, mind your

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