Chapter 1860

Spring faded into autumn. Years slipped by, countless winters and summers blurring together.

Debra's coming-of-age ceremony had passed some time ago.

Andrew sensed something was off with his body. For a while, another soul seemed to take over.

He'd act in ways that weren't him, yet it felt like they could be. That other soul pushed Debra further away.

One day, he stood before a mirror. The reflection looked the same as always. But the other soul flooded him with memories. Debra lived a completely different life in another world.

She thrived but also struggled. She could carve out the life she wanted, but it cost her dearly.

Half of that cost, he realized, came from him. He could almost see the broken version of himself in that other world. Their souls seemed to resonate.

"Andrew!" Debra burst into the bedroom, shattering the silence.

She saw Andrew's white shirt and suit jacket strewn on the floor. He stood shirtless before the mirror, his hair disheveled.

It was strange because Andrew hated mess. He never let himself look this rough, even alone.

"What is..." Before she could finish, Andrew pulled her into a tight hug.

His body was warm, but the embrace felt different. She couldn't quite place it. He'd never held her like that.

"What's wrong?" She peeked up from his arms.

He whispered, "Don't just barge in like that anymore."

"But I've always done that," she said, confused.

"You were younger then. Now you're an adult. You need to understand the difference between men and women." Andrew let her go, ruffling her hair.

He bent down, picked up his shirt, and slipped it on. The meticulous man was back.

She frowned. "You're not like other guys. I wouldn't just barge into some random dude's room."

"Me either," he said, shaking his head. "You've got to see I'm no different from any other man."

She froze, catching a hint of struggle and sadness in his eyes. Original content can be found at FιndＮovel.net

"Go on," he said.

She forgot why she had come. Stunned, she shuffled out of his room.

As the door clicked shut, she still didn't get why he had said that.

"Do you think Andrew doesn't like me anymore? Like I'm annoying, and he wants me gone?" she asked Erica, sitting on a bench at Arcane Academy.

Erica had come to pick her up for a college enrollment party. Her enrollment had delayed the celebration, but it was happening now.

When Erica heard Debra's worry, she blinked. "You're nuts. Who in the world might not like you? Andrew Potter? No way."