FREYA POV
“Should I say I’m dumbfounded?”
“Yes. I am.”
I have been standing here for a long, agonizing minute, just staring at the car keys, while my mind is still in a total battlefield—a mess of conflicting thoughts that I can't seem to untangle.
My head just keeps playing back the last few minutes, specifically the way Steve reacted—or rather, the way he didn't.
It was so different from last time. I mean the last time Mark’s name had even come up, Steve looked like he was ready to tear the world apart with his bare hands. He’d been explosive, terrifyingly possessive, and loud. But now? Now that I was actually telling him I needed to go see the man, there was nothing. No flare of temper, no blocking my path, just that cold, hollow silence. It was an unexpected reaction that unsettl
