CHAPTER 42: TWO BROKEN HEARTS

FREYA'S POV:

I turn the other way before his lips can meet mine and I lose my mind and willpower to his lips.

He freezes at my rejection, staring at the side of my head. Practically boring holes with his eyes.

The grip on my arm from him tightens as he stares into my soul.

It takes everything within me to rip myself away from him before he melts away my resolve with those

silver eyes.

I tug my hand from his hold, rubbing on the sore spot he's left.

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