Freya's Point of view:
"Mason, what in the hell are you doing? Where are we going? What's wrong?" I quickly bombarded him with questions, not giving him a chance to answer the first before moving onto the next.
"Freya, shhh please, my mom's watching us, just act like everything's normal," he answered through a gritted smile while he waved at Sadie through the kitchen window.
I smiled at Sadie and she returned the smile. The suspicious look she had on her face didn't dissipate, and she continued to watch us like a hawk as she finished making the tea.
Mason leaned into me and pulled me in for a hug. While in our embrace he began to whisper into my ear,
"There's a serious problem back home."
I could hear the panic in his voice even with him trying to hide it from me. I pulled away from
