♡Astrid♡

 Mum eventually found out. Freya was at my place because, well, according to her, Alexia had stopped by to ask about Freya's well-being.

 We'd set up a meeting by evening, and that explained why I'm sitting across from my mother—again. 

 Different restaurant this time, but Freya was next to me, fidgeting slightly with the hem of her sleeve.

 Mum's gaze was unreadable, and while Freya stared down at her hands, I decided to let the cat out of the bag.

 "We have an issue," I ...