Chapter 9

FREYA'S POV

A knock on the door makes me jump. "Freya? You okay in there?"

Adrian. Of course.

"Fine." I call back. My voice sounds steady. Good.

"Can I come in?"

"No."

"I brought food. You need to eat."

"I am not hungry."

"You have not eaten since before the wedding. That was eight...

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