FREYA POV
I wanted to ask Steve why we were heading toward the gym in the middle of the night, but my body felt like lead. I was too weak to form the words. The physical and emotional exhaustion of the night had finally caught up to me, so I just rested my head against the cool leather of the seat.
The car pulled into a dark parking lot. The driver hurried to open Steve’s door, but Steve waved him off. He walked around to my side himself, opening the door and offering his hand. I took it, my legs still slightly shaky.
We entered the gym, but the main floor was dark and empty. It seemed like a normal, high-end fitness center, but as we walked past the heavy weight racks toward the back, Steve stopped in front of a mirrored wall. I watched in silence as he pressed a specific spot on the f
