Gunnar walked over to the bed and sat beside me. “I heard what happened, and I’m sorry, Freja.” He said solemnly.
I didn’t respond, only pursed my lips and nodded my head lightly. He placed a heavy hand around my shoulders and pulled me into him, holding me firmly against his side. We stayed like that for a minute, silently, as Gunnar attempted to console me.
Gunnar released a heavy sigh. “Freja, don’t blame yourself for any of this; you did everything you could, and it's not your fault that it didn’t work. I know you wanted to save him, to get him back, but at times, things happen that are out of our control. As much as I disliked Cain, I do know he loved you and cared for you.” He said in a meaningful tone, his words tugging at the strings of my heart.
I bit my inner lip, trying to ho
