Cold as the wind breeze of the night.

Gleaming bright moon from above.

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The words uttered by Freddie turned everything in a momentary stillness of the night and accentuated the mood into a deep awkwardness between him and Malia.

Hearing someone confess their true feelings will always put the person in a tough position.

Pressure …

And expectation …

Will always be the case within every confession.

Though, Freddie was quick enough to respond with the given situation.

Being cool and gentleman with Malia's feelings.

"Look … you don't have to reply or you are not obliged to clear things up and respond to my … confession." Freddie made an attempt to clear the air between him and Malia.

He continued,

"I just wanted to put it out there. Finally … for the longest time keeping it within me. Kind of swallowed me inside. So, right now I don't want to have any regrets at all. I don't want to live a life of what if's and what could have been …"

Malia was relieved for a moment because she thought it would be another case with Booth and her.

Because when Malia turned down Booth's confession of love and rejected his offer to be his girlfriend, a long year of awkwardness and avoiding occurred.

Losing friendships over unreciprocated love was something painful to experience.

Causing a strain within the friendship of the two.

"Well … I must say, I do not know really how to feel about that. My memories seems to have these pieces and fragments that I do not understand. How I wish, I could make sense or put things into places. To where it should be!" Malia was sharing her own thoughts and feelings to Freddie.

Since Freddie confessed his raw emotions to Malia,

She felt that sharing her own inner thoughts would be a better response to his confession and a way to divert the mood from his surprising confession.

"I hope I make sense. This is why I agreed for you to stay because I want you to explain to me what these things I am seeing. Since you said … we have been friends for the longest time. You know things that even I … do not know because of this damn memory loss. If you can't explain what happened to me and why this has to happen to me. But at least you can help me in making things clear for me." Malia shared to Freddie.

Freddie smiled and nodded at Malia.

"Of course, friends help each other! I will help you out. What were the things bothering you?"

A reassuring feeling was felt when Freddie accepted his role and task in Malia's current situation.

There was a hint of hope that she could finally take down her own unexplainable misery.

"There is this man. Handsome I must say, a bit tanned. Tall … And amazingly gorgeous like you know he had been through a lot of battles and fights. That's how he looked like! But what bothers me, I feel so much pain that I do not understand. When he calls the name Selene … and reminding about my promise not leave him." Malia disclosed to Freddie her own worries.

Upon hearing Malia's worry, there was an initial idea who she was talking about.

Then, dilemma of whether he should clear it for her or let her live the life she was having at the moment.

"W-what else were you seeing?" Freddie trying to know more about Malia's condition.

"There were times he looked sad and something within me wanted comfort him. Then when he smiles, I just want to smile with him and my heart leaps in joy that I could not contain."

It dawned on Freddie. He realized, exactly who the guy was.

He looked away.

Finding ways how to explain it to her.

Whether he should tell her who it was or grab the opportunity to be with her.

Far from the man who caused so much misery to her.

Before replying, Freddie took a deep breath and swallowed his own fears.

"He is Georgie! My younger brother … As I told you, Georgie and you were like true siblings. Both of you shared so much bond. Way closer than you and I … me and him." Freddie directly lied without any single hint of hesitation.

And Malia believed him instantly.

"No wonder … So it was your brother! Is it too much to ask if I can …" Malia was about to request something to Freddie.

But the lady staff member interrupted.

"Ahm … I am terribly sorry, Miss Malia! I was sent to fetch you … your presence is requested in the dressing room." The staff nervously requested Malia's cooperation.

"Oh, it's okay Miss Anderson! I will just get back with you, Freddie. Thank you for your help!" Malia expressed her appreciation and gratitude to Freddie before leaving him on his own.

Before completely leaving him.

She went back to give him a hug so that she could comfort him after rejecting his confession.

"Thank you for being a good friend! Giving light to my dark nights … I hope I could regain all my memories soon." Malia whispered to Freddie as she hugged him tightly filled with gratitude and appreciation.

Guilt invaded in Freddie's senses.

There was no turning back.

He had thrown the dice of his own gamble of faith.

Returning Malia's hug which he longed for. But something was not fully satisfying.

Lies! Lies! Lies!

Kept ringing to his ears as Malia went back to the elevator.

"What have I done, Georgie?" worriedly expressed by Freddie.

Looking at the blurry lights of the horizon.

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