In the bedroom.
Freya laid on the spacious double bed, her slender and fair legs crossed together. Her playful little fingers fidgeted restlessly as she dialed Madeline's number on her phone.
"Sweetie, don't tell me you're really charmed by Bradley?"
Madeline's teasing laughter rang out. Upon learning the news that Bradley was not ugly, blind, or disabled, she was still quite surprised.
Blushing, Freya's cheeks reddened as she shyly replied, "Madeline, don't talk nonsense. I haven't fallen for him."
"Really?" Madeline didn't believe her. "When you talk about him, your tone is gentle and soft, just like a shy girl experiencing her first love. Are you sure you can fool me?"
"Of course not!" Freya retorted, feeling annoyed. "He and I just have a contractual relationship. After we each
