My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya knew full well that the police had already been meticulous in searching for any breakthrough, but not a hint of suspicious evidence was left at the crime scene…

She took a deep breath and turned to look at the small path she had come from.

The scattered footprints in the woods around the path might be the only thing she could investigate. Even though it was a difficult task, she was determined to try it.

Rather than retracing her steps on the path, Freya entered the nearby grove.

The trees in this grove were dense and blocked out the sun. Even though it was afternoon, it was still dim. inside.

Who knew what it would be like at night?

Freya thought about the many young couples who liked to date in the woods at night. But after what happened to Benjamin, such activities were certainly not going to take place anymore. Nevertheless, it was a line of investigation.

Inside the grove, Freya carefully surveyed the area, walking step by step until she reached the center of the grove. There, she looked around in all directions.

“As expected, nothing,” Freya sighed.

She was about to turn around and leave when she noticed a glint from the corner of her eye.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly realized what it might be and turned back.

Lodged in the tangle of branches of one tree, a camera used for photography was quietly lying there.

Freya’s eyes lit up. She rolled up her sleeves and immediately climbed the tree..

Her climbing skills were decent, and in no time, she had reached the upper branches. She picked up the camera to examine it..

The camera was completely dark, indicating that it had run out of battery.

found that it was pointing at a secluded spot, hidden. among the

closely together,

it’s perfect for couples to have

her eyes.

it captured anyone who had visited the woods on

remembered that the library probably had charging outlets. She planned to charge the camera

about to reach the edge of the grove, her footsteps momentarily paused as she heard

chill ran down her spine.

arrow bolt flew past her from behind, embedding itself directly where she had been standing moments.

were a while ago, before

not far away. Seeing that the first

fishy about him, but

her teeth. She couldn’t hesitate further. She had been investigating for so long without finding any leads. The

to chase after the figure. Her body was agile, her steps swift. She followed the path out. of the woods and reached the edge of Swan Lake.

headed straight for a wall and vaulted over it from the edge of

she came to a stop. She didn’t know what lay beyond the wall. Jumping over it recklessly could make her an easy target when she was exposed.

and stared at the

the main path, the only ways

Maybe my line of thinking

was the killer, but after a scare, people would instinctively choose a place they had previously successfully escaped from. Freya fixed her gaze on the wall the person had climbed over and eventually spotted a very

high, even for a split. This was the last push-off after a running start,

stayed where she was and called Officer Jonathan Copper, who was in charge of

this is Freya, Melissa’s cousin. I’m at Evergreen University

other end of the phone, Jonathan instructed Freya to stay put, they were on

looked around. Standing here was undoubtedly risky. There was no cover around, and the person she encountered earlier had a crossbow. If they realized their mistake, they would likely appear again.

together. For Melissa’s sake, she couldn’t

steeled herself, standing vigilant at