Freya’s POV

Mistake? What mistake?

My spine straightened where I stood, stiff as a rod. He’d already handed back my phone in silence, and I thought maybe that was the end of it. But clearly, he wasn’t done.

My eyebrows shot up, and I couldn’t help echoing my thoughts. “My mistake?”

Seriously? After everything? Stella was the one who tried to humiliate me—again. She dragged me into a locked room, stood there with a camera, and watched while her friend ...