Freya’s pov
“I know the truth about your father,” he repeated and I felt my body go still with my heart pounding within my ribcage.
We were silent for a long beat with just the drumming of my heart sounding through the dark stilled room, his breathing fanning my neck. The thudding of my heart swallowing my thoughts in whole.
For the first time I experienced true calm as shudder ran through me, my head was blank with no clattering thoughts, my body dead and still, my fingers numb as they dropped beside with a thud.
My heart suddenly accelerated as all previous emotions and thoughts began returning, slowly, gradually, with ease I felt life infusing back in with all five senses sipping back into my veins.
‘He knows my father.’
It was only when apprehension returned that I realized that
