Freya’s P.O.V

“Sarah!”

“Sarah!” I ran after her to catch up to her long strides. “Sarah wait…please! Slow down.”

God, I was really out of shape! I needed to exercise more. I had run after her for like, two minutes and I was already panting. Finally (thankfully), Sarah came to a stop so suddenly that I almost ran into her back.

“There you go,” I spoke in the middle of panting. “Now…can we please sit down? So we can talk about it?”

Goodness gracious! How could the girl ...