FREYA'S POV
The phone felt heavy in my hand as I mustered the courage to answer Paul's call. My heart pounded, and a mix of guilt and uncertainty washed over me. Taking a deep breath, I pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Paul," I said, trying to sound as composed as possible.
There was a brief pause on the other end before Paul spoke, his voice calm but tinged with a hint of disappointment. "Freya, I've been trying to reach you all night. I was worried when you didn't respond."
"I'm sorry, Paul," I replied, genuinely regretful for ignoring his calls. "Something came up, and I needed some time to think. I should have at least messaged you."
"Is everything okay?" Paul inquired, his concern evident in his tone.
I hesitated, struggling to find the right words. "It's... complicated. But I p
