I’ll ruin myself to win you back
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Freya's POV
Cold raindrops pelted my face, mixing with the stinging pain on my cheeks. I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.
The black Bentley's windows blocked out the noise from outside, but they couldn't block the chill radiating from the man in the back seat.
Blake Jenkins held an unlit cigar between his fingers, his eyes as cold as ice.
When his gaze swept over me, there wasn't a trace...
Cold raindrops pelted my face, mixing with the stinging pain on my cheeks. I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.
The black Bentley's windows blocked out the noise from outside, but they couldn't block the chill radiating from the man in the back seat.
Blake Jenkins held an unlit cigar between his fingers, his eyes as cold as ice.
When his gaze swept over me, there wasn't a trace...


















































