Freya's POV
Nathan leaned in close, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Come with me," he whispered, his eyes dancing with mischief. "There's a secret garden out back. It's much more interesting than this stuffy room."
I hesitated, my mind turning to Logan and the potential consequences of disobeying him. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that Logan wasn't there, and I couldn't live in constant fear of his temper.
With a small smile, I nodded.
We slipped away from the party hall, Nathan leading the way through a maze of corridors. The air grew cooler as we descended a set of stairs, the sound of our footsteps echoing in the silence.
Finally, we reached a door, hidden behind a curtain of vines. Nathan pushed it open, and I stepped outside, my breath catchi
