CHAPTER 132

FREYA'S POV:

I freeze on the spot like I've been caught red handed, but I'm sure it hasn't struck midnight yet.

I at least have a few more minutes to say what I need to before the spell wears off, so what does he have to say to me?

"Silas..." I begin, trying to explain myself but stop midway, feeling a ball of anxiety clog my throat and tears threaten to seep from my eyes.

Darn, why is this so hard?

I take a step back, looking away while catching my breath.

Why can't I do ...