Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 379

Chapter 379: Could it be Ryan -the jerk- Foster?
“So, you are telling me that what you saw in your dream last night wasn’t actually a dream but something that you have experienced in the past?”

Gianna questioned, just after she heard Arwen explain it all to her. From the dream to what she has seen and what she has felt about it.

Arwen’s expression was as complicated as it had been last night. She simply shrugged and answered. “I don’t know. I am confused.”

“What are you confused about, Arwen?” Gianna asked, still not quite understanding what was confusing Arwen exactly. “It can either be a dream, or it cannot be. You just have to think and then decide if it was something that you have built out of your imagination or something that you actually experienced in reality.”

On if that was as simple as she put in the words …

Arwen shook her head, not able to explain.

Standing, she turned and walked towards the window. “It’s not as easy as that, Anna. I am not able to explain it to you.”

She paused, shaking her head in slight desperation. “I don’t know how to explain it to anyone. The dream was too vivid, too real to be called a dream. It didn’t look like some imagination at all.’

“Then it must not be an imagination at all, Wenna,” Gianna spoke, her tone stating as if it was too obvious to not understand. “It must be something that must have happened in the past. You might have known him. And —”

Before Gianna could say further, Arwen turned back to face her, shaking her head.

Confused, Gianna stopped mid-sentence to listen to Arwen.

“How can it be real, Anna. I don’t hold any such memory. It had never happened in my life. I never behaved that comfortable with anybody as I was behaving that that boy.” Arwen explained the second part of her confusion.

And listening to her, Gianna frowned. “Then you mean that it’s neither a dream nor the memory?”

Arwen shook her head again. “I am saying that it feels both, but is none. I can’t tell if it is a dream or reality that had happened with me in the past.”

“But how can that be possible? It should be either one of them, right?” Gianna felt it was more complicated. Suddenly, she realized something and asked, “Wait, Arwen, you said that boy felt familiar to you. Do you remember who he is?”

Arwen thought back to what she had seen in her dream, and then after giving it a thought, she shook her head. “I don’t know. His face wasn’t quite visible. It was very blurry. So, I don’t know who he was. I might know him, or maybe I not.”

“What if you truly know him then?” Gianna asked. “Do you think at such a young age, you would have promised someone to marry in the future?”

“I —”

“Wait!”

Before Arwen could answer Gianna, she halted her, her expression frozen as if she had realized something that scared her to the core.

Seeing her like that, Arwen’s brows also knitted. “What’s wrong?”

“Wenna, think carefully … like really carefully,” Gianna slowly said as if she was really cautious about even speaking about it. Like, if she said it too fast, or too loudly, it might turn out to be the truth in reality. “By any chance, can that boy be Ryan?”

“Huh?”

Arwen was slightly taken aback.

Feeling like she hadn’t been very clear with her words, Gianna repeated it again. “I asked by any chance, is it possible that the guy you have seen in your dream can be Ryan—the – ‘jerk’—Foster?”

If that turns out to be true …

Wouldn’t that mean that Arwen have long promised him her life, yet later she chose to back down from it?

As far as she has known Arwen, she never goes back on her words. If she made a promise to someone, she would fulfil it, regardless of what it would cost her.

If that really turns out to be true, and Ryan turns out to be that guy, she would have to find a way to make Arwen realize that the promises made at such a young age need not be serious.

After all, now she was her aunt … her uncle’s wife —Mrs. Winslow.

Arwen paused at her words.

Seeing her like that, Gianna thought Arwen was actually thinking it was true, But the very instant she would have cried, Arwen shook her head and clicked her tongue at the idea.

“No, it can’t be Ryan,” Arwen said.

And a relief washed over Gianna’s panicked heart. She moved her hand to pat her chest to ease the constriction she felt there. “He can’t be?” she asked, sighing out a deep breath.

Arwen shook her head, more confidently. “He can’t be. It’s more like impossible for him to be that boy.”

“Oh, is it?” Gianna smiled … more like happily smiled. “Why are you so confident? I mean, h-he has been with you since the very early days, right? You grew up together, more or less like childhood sweethearts. So, I thought —”

“Anna, I have never been that close to Ryan,” Arwen said without any hesitation. “Even if we grew together, I never stood even a meter close to him until it was necessary. He simply can’t be the boy I saw in my dream. And he was different from him … like very different.”

“Different?” Gianna’s interest was piqued. “How was he different? Since you didn’t see his face, it definitely can’t be his looks that made you think so, right?”

Arwen’s brows furrowed. She truly wanted to see that face.

Although she hadn’t seen it, given the way her younger version was smiling at him, the way her gaze held her … it was obvious the boy must have held the charms enough to captivate her.

“He was different from him because he was more like human towards me. He cared about him and behaved like; he would have gone to the extent of Heaven if I asked him to. He was simply too doting.”

Ahem!

Gianna coughed, interrupting Arwen. “Then I can’t even imagine my uncle to be that boy. Hasn’t that boy set your standards a little too high?”

“Your Uncle?” Arwen paused at the mention of Aiden.

If asked her, that boy did seem like Aiden. They did feel to be similar.