Chapter 26: Breaking Points
(Freya's POV)
The sound of hangers dragging across the closet rod echoed in the quiet room. Each scrape felt heavier than the last as I pulled out my clothes. I folded them neatly and placed them in the suitcase lying open on the bed. My hands were trembling, but I refused to let them falter.
The quiet didn’t last long.
Aaron's steps thundered down the hallway. My heart skipped a beat, but I didn’t stop moving. He swung the door open without a word, his presence filling the entire room like a storm.
His eyes landed on the two suitcases, one half-packed, the other already full. The open wardrobe, with half the clothes missing, didn’t escape his notice either.
"What are you doing?" His voice was quieter than I expected—but cold, sharp, and cutting all
