Bradley Austin sensed that Freya Lawson, like him, was driven by the motive of vengeance. He felt an inexplicable anticipation that Bruce Lawson's upcoming birthday celebration would be far more riveting than he imagined.
Leaning against a vast window, he watched Freya Lawson, engrossed in a phone conversation, her laughter making her eyes twinkle like crescent moons. She radiated a genuine innocence, a stark contrast to the women of intrigue he had encountered. Seeing her, his vexed thoughts melted away.
During the recent days without her, despite tracking her movements through video feeds, her absence made him feel an unexpected solitude. Reflecting on her impact on his life, how she unlocked emotional chains binding him for seven years, he resolved not to let her drift away again.
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