NovelEnglishChapter 283: They were showering compliments on each other, yet neither truly meant a word of it.
Allison couldnt resist the urge to tease, her tone dripping with exaggeration.
I thought I was rusty, but stepping into the arena broughtright back to life.
Its just minor competition, nothing to write habout.
Kellan replied with a languid drawl, Maybe you really are a retired pro racer after all.
With a playful sparkle dancing in her eyes, Allison declared, Who knows? I might even be a world champion.
The confidence radiating from her was a striking blend of self-assuredness and sharp insight.
And there was a kernel of truth nestled within her boast.
Indeed, she had graced the global short-track speed skating scene and had received tempting offers to join professional teams, yet she had turned them all down.
To her, skating was simply a delightful pastime.
Kellan leaned back, propping his chin on his hand as he regarded her.
For reasons he couldnt quite pinpoint, he found joy in witnessing her in this confident, slightly assertive demeanor.
Even in jest, her unique charisma had a magnetic pull.
What intrigued him the most was that, despite her clever strategies, Allison always donned an innocent mask. Deep down, they were two halves of a whole.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Kellan lifted a cup of tea, lost in his musings, he recalled, You know, I wasnt always fond of short-track speed skating.
A major event in my childhood leftwith amnesia, and suddenly, I found myself drawn to extrsports like short-track speed skating.
Allison quipped, Maybe someone taught you the ropes before you lost your memory, and thats why it lingers in your mind.
She often thought about the parallels between Kellan and Colton.
Both had suffered from their fathers betrayals and experienced a piece of their past erased.
Yet their personalities couldnt be more different.
Maybe, Kellan mused, lowering his gaze.
He paused, lost in the reverie of fragmented memories that had eluded him since the incident.
Allisons words conjured a faint image of a girl in his mind, but a dull ache soon throbbed in his forehead.
Mr.
Lloyd, are you alright? Allison noticed his sudden shift.
The man who had been calm moments ago was now rubbing his temples, his complexion pale and slick with cold sweat.
Its nothing.
Just my headache acting up again.
Kellan downed the hot tea, forcing himself to push aside thoughts of his lost memories.
Slowly, he began to regain his composure.
It could be nerve-related headaches, making it tricky to retrieve my childhood memories.
To him, whether he remembered his past or not was of little consequence.
Yet societys demand for perfection often stirred his curiosity about what had transpired during his formative years.
Moreover, the relentless nerve-related headaches Kellan had endured for years might just be linked to those forgotten memories.
But the complexities of his current situation left little room for such reflections.
It might also be the brains protective instinct, Allison recalled the doctors assessment of Colton.
The doctor had explained how Coltons emotional trauma caused his mind to suppress the painful memories.
Despite her best efforts over three years, Colton couldnt remember any part of his lost past, always suspecting her motives as mere sympathy-seeking lies.
With a mix of emotions, Allison said, Maybe its for the best.
Those memories could be too painful for you.
Sometimes, forgetting is the kindest option.
She felt the need to move on as well, rather than remain trapped in the shackles of her past.
The boy who once carried her across mountains and rivers to escape, who vowed to marry her, had changed irrevocably.
Yet, a concerning pattern of mental health issues lingered in the Lloyd family.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLorna with her autism, Kinslee battling Alzheimers, and Kellan enduring nerve-related headaches... it was a strikingly peculiar lineage.
Kellan clearly wished to steer the conversation elsewhere and deftly changed the subject.
By the way, I could use your assistance with something.
What do you need? she asked.
Next month, theres a charity ball and auction organized by Ferdinand. He extended an invitation forto attend.
After finishing his tea, Kellan felt his headache lift slightly.
He continued in a steady tone, But I need a female companion.
I wonder if you would honorwith your presence.
I dont have anyone else I can count on.
You wont have to lift a finger; just showing up is all I need.
Though his face remained placid, his grip on the teacup tightened o m involuntarily. Allison, however, seemed blissfully unaware.
Sure, she replied.
While the charity ball did not particularly pique her interest then auction held the promise of Weld uncovering something related to her mothers belongings.
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