CHAPTER 73: LOYAL DOG

FREYA'S POV:

"Why am I not surprised it's you, Lucas?"

I chuckle bitterly, wiping the residue of tears in my eyes as I glare at him, hoping my gaze is hot enough to burn into the side of his head.

He steps into the room, holding a plate of what I presume is a meal to eat.

My appetite is very much non-existent, plus even daring to eat that is admitting defeat to myself.

I do not plan on spending another night here.

"It's nice to see you too, Freya. You look... not as ...