Chapter 1
Freya’s POV
“There we go, finally,” I muttered, wiping sweat from my neck as the cab driver helped me unload the last heavy suitcase onto the sidewalk.
The downtown building rose up in front of me, all sharp glass and steel lines, exactly like the pictures Caleb had sent.
My legs felt tired from the long trip but my chest loosened with real relief.
No more couch surfing, no more scraping by. This place was close to campus, the rent actually fit my budget, and I would have my own space.
I adjusted the strap of my tank top that kept slipping down my shoulder and pushed through the lobby doors.
Cool air hit me immediately, raising little bumps along my arms.
Caleb was already waiting near the reception desk, arms crossed over his chest, looking every bit the successful
