Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen

• Freya awoke before dawn, feeling the fog of zeal that enveloped her slowly dissipate. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, a hurricane threatening to shatter the memories of the magical three days she'd spent with Crono. Every moment spent with him had been a marvel, but reality was calling, reminding her that she must not falter in her mission.
• She blinked several times, hesitating between staying and immersing herself in her companion's comforting embrace, or sticking to her plans. A heavy, melancholy-laden sigh escaped her lips as she also reminded herself that her reaction to discovering the presence of the man who, in her past life, had been her great love, was yet to come.
• She cautiously bent down under the pain, not wanting to wake him. Before placing her hand on the handle, she inhaled deeply, letting the scent of her companion permeate every pore of her being. A slow, powerful sigh escaped her lips, like a final caress to the connection they'd shared over the past three days.