Olive's POV
"I need to speak to Freya"
Dalton's wide eyes stared at me for an uncomfortable five seconds.
"You want to speak to Freya?"He dragged out, still disbelieving.
"That's what I said, wasn't it?"
He was leaning against the door, opened wide enough for his entire frame to fit into the space snugly.
After deep moments of deliberation, I reluctantly agreed that Freya needed to be part of this plan. She was able to pull off a stunt for almost a year without me nor any other person suspecting a thing. She almost killed Ron so I had to give her a bit more credit than that.
I stayed at an arm's length from her, waving occasionally and throwing the friendly smiles but deep down, I made it my top most priority never to befriend someone like Freya.
Call me a judgemental bit h but I
