Freya POV
After Liam excuses me, I head straight to the bathroom as some of his men follow me. Immediately, I throw up in the bathroom. Hurling, I find myself slightly shaking until strong familiar arms wrap around me.
“Sh… baby…” Liam. Thank God. I grab some toilet paper and wipe off my mouth and spit into the toilet before flushing. “I’m sorry, baby…”
“I.. I..” Tears form in my eyes. Damn it. “I don’t..”
“I know... I know…” He rubs my back as he tries to soothe this disgusting feeling off of me.
“What else did they say?”
“Don’t you worry about that. The others got it from here.” With an aided hand, I get up from the toilet and walk over to the sink to rinse my mouth. This feels all too familiar.
A tear drops down and it hits the bathroom sink. Liam’s hefty arms wrap delicatel
