Elara's POV
I waited until we were alone enough in the classroom before I leaned over to Freya and asked the question that had been sitting on the tip of my tongue since the moment I saw her eyes go to that doorway the day before.
"Are you dating Rory?"
Freya looked at me, and for a second she did that thing where she was deciding how much to say, that small pause she always took before she committed to an answer. Like she was weighing what I could handle versus what she actually wanted to tell me.
"Not yet," she said finally, but the way she said it carried so much more than those two words. Not yet meant something was coming, something decided, something already in motion that she had been keeping quietly to herself.
"But?" I pressed.
Freya straightened her things on the desk in f
